I Cannot Explain Something That

Success Can Be Obviously A Two Way Street.

No One Ever Takes My Side.

It's Over. The Franchise Is Dead. The Press Killed It. Your Magazine F**king Killed It. New York Magazine. It's Like All The Critics Got Together And Said, 'this Franchise Must Die.' Because They All Had The Exact Same Review. It's Like They Didn't See The Movie. Got Any More Gum?

I Have Enough Attention Already. More, I Don't Really Need.

At This Point In My Life, I Like The Security Of A Job, While Still Having Time For My Young Son And To Pursue Other Creative Work.