Every book for me is an exorcism in some way or another, working through my feelings at the time.
It's the rare book that's able to transport you in a way that a movie does.
I like the idea of a writer being haunted by his own creation, especially if the writer resents the way the character defines him.
How could she ever understand that there isn't any way could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?
If you come at movies with your own sense of morality and not your own sense of aesthetics, I think you're screwed. I think that's not a way to look at movies.
It's because you're always fighting sentiment. You're fighting sentimentality all of the time because being a mother alerts you in such a primal way.