If You Write Beautifully, You Write Beautifully,

Most Screenplays, Most Motion Pictures, Owe Much More To The Screenplay. Ingmar Bergman Has Such An Economy Of Language, So Little Language In His Piece, It Is So Visual, His Moods Are Introduced And Buttressed By Camera Rather Than By Word Or Character. But Again, That's Unique.

I Find It Very Difficult To Live Through The Censorship Of Profanity On Television.

Writers Vary Tremendously. Was It Tom Wolfe Who Stood Up Or Was It [ernest] Hemingway Who Had To Stand Up? I Don't Know.

You're Looking At A Species Of Flimsy Little Two-legged Animals With Extremely Small Heads Whose Name Is Man...very Tiny Undeveloped Brain; Comes From Primitive Planet Named Earth. Calls Himself 'samuel Conrad'. And He Will Remain Here In His Cage With The Running Water And The Electricity And The Central Heat- As Long As He Lives. Samuel Conrad Has Found The Twilight Zone.

For The Record, Prejudices Can Kill, And Suspicion Can Destroy, And A Thoughtless Frightened Search For A Scapegoat Has A Fallout All Its Own For The Children, And The Children Yet Unborn. And The Pity Of It Is That These Things Cannot Be Confined To The Twilight Zone.