Life Is Too Short For A Half-rack.

There's Some Movies I Watch, They're Kind Of Like My Anti-anxiety Pill, My Anti-depressant Pill. I Watch Them At Least Once Or Twice A Month Probably. And I Never Stop Learning From Them As A Filmmaker.

I'm Into People's Emotional Lives And Relationships And The Complications Of Living. That's My Turf.

It's Funny Now How Much We Look At - Whatever You Want To Call It: Art, Design, Culture Stuff, Film - Online, And How In The Online World, You're Instantly Global.

No One Leaves The Edit Room Thinking, 'yeah, I Nailed That One!' Everyone I Know Goes Into Their First Premiere Or Their First Screening Thinking, 'i Screwed Up So Bad. I'm Sorry, I Messed Up.' It's Just A Real Common Feeling.

Ok, So My Parents Were Married In 1955 And My Mom Knew My Dad Was Gay And My Dad Knew He Was Gay And So I Was, Like, 'why In The Heck Did You Get Married?' Like, What Was Going On? What Was That Time? It's Like This Crazy Paradox That My Whole Life Is Based On, Or My Family's Based On. So I Spent A Lot Of Time Trying To Understand '55.