As A Kid I Didn't

If De Niro Wants To Spend The Twilight Of His Career As The Mcdonald's Of Master Thespians, We Can't Stop Him.

The Mind Of A Writer Can Be A Truly Terrifying Thing. Isolated, Neurotic, Caffeine-addled, Crippled By Procrastination, Consumed By Feelings Of Panic, Self-loathing, And Soul-crushing Inadequacy. And That’s On A Good Day.

When You Make A Drama, You Spend All Day Beating A Guy To Death With A Hammer, Or What Have You. Or, You Have To Take A Bite Out Of Somebody's Face. On The Other Hand, With A Comedy, You Yell At Billy Crystal For An Hour, And You Go Home.

You'll Have Time To Rest When You're Dead.

You Draw On Whatever’s Relevant To The Part You’re Playing; It Makes It More Personal.