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But I Have Bad Taste With A Deep Fount Of Intellectuality.

Directing Is A Terrible, Anxious Process. It's All Collaboration, And If You Have A Dream, It's Diluted Very Quickly By The Slightest Ineptness In Any Of Your Collaborators. They're Supposed To Help You, But Too Often They Help You Into Your Grave.

In Real Life People Fart, In The Movies, People Don't. Why Not? Farts Are A Repressed Minority. The Mouth Gets To Say All Kinds Of Things, But The Other Place Is Supposed To Keep Quiet. But Maybe Our Lower Colons Have Something Interesting To Say. Maybe We Should Listen To Them. Farts Are Human, More Human Than A Lot Of People I Know. I Think We Should Bring Them Out Of The Water Closet And Into The Parlor.

I'll Accept Bad Taste In A Minute, As Long As There's Some Great Comedy Minds And Performances.

My Favorite Expression Is: When You Go Up To The Bell, Ring It ? Or Don't Go Up To The Bell.