Stanley Kubrick

James was the only one who understood the set: no one was acting, we were all negotiating.

Stanley films like a man auditing human emotion, and somehow that’s why they’re masterpieces.

At least he let you improvise; he made the rest of us perform in slow-motion despair.

Peter, you did seven takes just to prove you could leave talent out of it.

James, you say that like you weren’t secretly enjoying the extra takes.