[b]Jim Jarmusch
Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic.[/b]
So, what have you stolen lately?
The beauty of life is in small details, not in big events.
Like it can never be both.
If anyone tells you there is only one way, their way, get as far away from them as possible, both physically and philosophically.
Unless, of course, you’re telling yourself that.
When I get depressed, or anything, I go ‘think of all the music I haven’t even heard yet!’ So, it’s the one thing. Imagine the world without music. Man, just hand me a gun, will you?
On the other hand, think of all the music you will never get to hear. Being, for example, dead and gone.
It’s hard to get lost if you don’t know where you’re going.
Sure, if that works for you.
I always start with characters rather than with a plot, which many critics would say is very obvious from the lack of plot in my films - although I think they do have plots - but the plot is not of primary importance to me, the characters are.
I like them both myself.