I loved movies ever since I was a kid.
Class is often invisible in America in the movies, and usually not the subject of the film.
The whole process of making movies and writing screenplays is visceral and intuitive.
I didn't think I'd ever be able to do movies. That was for serious actors.
I quite like some of the movies that have many characters in them.
I'm not bragging but my movies have grossed well over a billion dollars.
The day I can't walk is the day I quit movies.
I find that movies tend to fix the aesthetics of a story in people's minds.
Someday, I'll make a movie with a British accent.
Movies can be a kind of advertisement for a city, a place.
Don't judge a book by its movie.
Life is your own movie. Not Gods.
I'm not a big movie-goer. I just feel like I'm watching work.
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Indeed." Will let his cutlery clatter onto his plate. "The Consul? Breaking up our breakfast time? Whatever next? The Inquisitor over for tea? Picnics with the Silent Brothers?" "Duck pies in the park," said Jem under his breath, and he and Will smil...
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