[on Béla Tarr] [His] films move so slowly that they're less like watching paint dry than observing the shifting of the Earth's tectonic plates.

[on Dalton Trumbo, 1971]: A generous, honest, amusing man, a firm friend, a trustworthy employee, an admirable husband, a lovably understanding father, as modest in times of good fortune as he is cheerful and resilient in adversity.

[on Lindsay Anderson] He never flattered and he never kowtowed, and he was a keeper and pricker of consciences for two generations.

I don't know much about philately, but I know what I lick...

[on Bad Day at Black Rock (1955)]: The clear purpose of the film is to locate in the all-American figure of the cowboy some less attractive native traits: patriotism masking xenophobia, ignorance masquerading as intuitive common sense, mindless aggression concealed beneath virility, arrogance disguised as style. In addition, they can't even fight fair, although a little skill at karate and a touch of intelligence by their one-armed opponent is more than enough to defeat them.

[Reviewing Horrible Bosses (2011)] I laughed frequently, probably to the detriment of my self-respect.

[on Hudson Hawk (1991)] Its utter failure can only be explained by some form of madness having overcome the people involved in its making.