I Don't Look As Handsome

I Shot Barton Fink In July And Moved Out To La That Fall. The Movie Came Out In The Spring And It Was A Year Before I Got Wings.

I Come From A Really Big Family, My Father Was A Businessman And What He Always Instilled In Us Was To Be Your Own Boss. My Father Built Up His Business, And He Was By No Means A Rich Man, But He Figured Out How To Work Four-and-a-half Days A Week.

My Ritual It's Kind Of An Involuntary Ritual. I Lie Awake The Night Before, Worrying About Award Ceremony. Try And Think Of Something To Write In Case I Actually Get Up There. I Write It At The Very Last Minute Like Either In The Car On The Way To The Ceremony Or, You Know, In The Bathroom Before The Show Starts. It's All Of Jumbled Mess Written On A Napkin Or A Piece Of Toilet Paper. That's My Good Luck Ritual. It's Just Like Being In College Waiting For The Last Minute To Do Everything.

I Don't Want To Take Too Long A Vacation, Although I Do Think I Need A Break. I Start To - Whenever I Take Too Long A Break Or Don't Work A While, All My Demons Start To Resurface, And I Go A Little Nuts.

I'm Impossible To Direct. I Couldn't Get Myself To Do Anything.