So not only can you not imagine dying, you can’t really imagine existence before you were born.
It’s impossible to make a movie out of ‘Naked Lunch.’ A literal translation just wouldn’t work. It would cost $400 million to make and would be banned in every country of the world.
Your’e seeing me develop, not only as a filmmaker if you’ve seen my earlier films, but you’re seeing me kind of learn how to be a human, how my philosophy has evolved.
But with my last film, Spider it was agony. The money was always disappearing, nobody got paid, it was very difficult – and it’s very distracting from the process of making the movie, of course. So I think things have been getting harder and harder.
When I am creating art, I have absolutely no social responsibility. It’s like dreaming.
But when you’re writing a script – for me anyway – you have to sort of create an enforced innocence. You have to divest yourself of worrying about a lot of stuff like what movies are hot, what movies are not hot, what the budget of this movie might be.
My understanding of life is very existential. I think that we are our bodies. There’s nothing else, and when we die, that’s it. No afterlife.
Many wonderful, creative people have won Oscars, so if you win one, you’re in their company.
At a certain point the audience shouldn’t worry about catching every word and understanding every twist and turn, because at a certain point that’s pretty much impossible.
Global digital parasitism is the new Trotskyism.
It always amused me to observe the pathetically desperate hunger expressed in popular culture for life-forms on other planets, when underneath the very feet of these seekers of aliens, and roundly ignored by them, were the most exotic, grotesque, and fabulous life-forms imaginable.
You know, those unboxing videos you see everywhere on YouTube. They are the epitome of consumerist fetishism.
But so strong is our desire for meaning, an innate desire, that we construct meanings where there are none.
We’re all photojournalists now. It’s no longer enough just to write.
The internet is now a forum for public prosecution.
We can’t worry about meaning. Ari proposed to us that meaning is a consumer item. Some people manufacture it through religion, philosophy, nationhood, politics, and some people buy it. But an artist is not a manufacturer.
Listen to the crickets,” she said, nodding sagely as she spoke, understanding everything.
The only authentic literature of the modern era is the owner’s manual.
I have learned the password of two of my neighbors’ wireless home networks, so you can use theirs if you like. Be a parasite on their network. Global digital parasitism is the new Trotskyism. Connect to anywhere in the world you like.
Philosophy is surgery; surgery is philosophy.