Happy Endings Are Absolutely Ludicrous, They're Not

All Of My Films Deal With The Same Thing: Striving, Socially And Culturally, To Stay Alive.

The Artist And The Multitude Are Natural Enemies. They Always Will Be, Both Ways. The Artist Is An Enemy Of The Multitude, And The Multitude Is The Enemy Of The Artist. And When The Disguise Comes Off And They're Both Standing Facing One Another, They're Just There At Odds End.

Happy Endings Are Absolutely Ludicrous, They're Not True At All. We See The Guy Carry The Girl Across The Threshold And Everybody Lives Happily Ever After -- That's Bullshit. Three Weeks Later He's Beating Her Up And She's Suing For Divorce And He's Got Cancer.

I Want To See Something That I've Never Seen Before, So How Can I Tell That Actor What That Is? I'm Not Trying To Construct A Document Or Situation That Is What I Want, Because What I Want Is Something New To Me.

[m*a*s*h] Didn't Get Released By Fox, It Escaped.