I guess I worry about weird existential things, like how do we spend our final act. This is a very emotional question. I can't answer it without crying. I think, You're 56 years old, what did you do? You raised two good kids. What am I going to do now that is as meaningful as that? I don't know the
“I love horror movies because they're really fun. They tap into those wonderful primal emotions.”
“I don't know what they'll say when I die. I don't give a damn, but they'll probably cry.”