What Really Got My Goat At Mgm

Down Through The Years My Face Has Been Called A Sour Puss, A Dead Pan, A Frozen Face, The Great Stone Face, And, Believe It Or Not, "a Tragic Mask." On The Other Hand That Kindly Critic, The Late James Agee, Described My Face As Ranking "almost With Lincoln's As An Early American Archetype, It Was Haunting, Handsome, Almost Beautiful." I Can't Imagine What The Great Rail Splitter's Reaction Would Have Been To This, Though I Sure Was Pleased.

If One More Person Tells Me This Is Just Like Old Times, I Swear I'll Jump Out The Window.

The First Thing I Did In The Studio Was To Want To Tear That Camera To Pieces. I Had To Know How That Film Got Into The Cutting Room, What You Did To It In There, How You Projected It, How You Finally Got The Picture Together, How You Made Things Match. The Technical Part Of Pictures Is What Interested Me. Material Was The Last Thing In The World I Thought About. You Only Had To Turn Me Loose On The Set And I`d Have Material In Two Minutes, Because I`d Been Doing It All My Life.

I`ve Had Few Dull Moments [in My Life] And Not Too Many Sad And Defeated Ones. In Saying This I Am By No Means Overlooking The Rough And Rocky Years I`ve Lived Through. But I Was Not Brought Up Thinking Life Would Be Easy. I Always Expected To Work Hard For My Money And To Get Nothing I Did Not Earn. And The Bad Years, It Seems To Me, Were So Few That Only A Dyed-in-the-wool Grouch Who Enjoys Feeling Sorry For Himself Would Complain.

Like Everyone Else, I Like To Be With A Happy Crowd.