My dad was born in Chicago in 1908... his parents came from Russia. They settled in Chicago, where they lived in a little tiny grocery store with eight or nine children - in the backroom all together - and my grandmother got the idea to go into the movie business.
There is nothing real about film. Nothing. Even the light particles that project the film can't be proven to exist. Nothing is there.
I really think I ambled through a lot of my life, or ambled from one thing to the other.

