[on Goldfinger (1964)]: This was the first James Bond film I had seen, and perhaps the last. There was, for me, something quite terrifying in the knowledge that an audience could be so easily predicted, that enjoyment involved not even the illusion of a single salutary or admirable sentiment, and that, deep down, as they say, we are all the same.

[on Myra Breckinridge (1970)] Myra Breckinridge, in fact, is the last dying gasp of the 1960s before the cynical seventies closed in, and people said 'Don't be so romantic. Don't be so crazy. And all the shutters came down as people said 'Stop being so silly! Behave yourselves! We're not like that anymore!' And that's how the world changed...