What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams. - Werner Herzog

An ocean without monsters would be like sleep without dreams.

Together, I said, we shall boil fire and stop fish.

said that, in fact, I wasn't a creature of the film industry at all but just someone who at the end of the war had learned how to milk cows. Even all these years later, I start to shake when I think of the odds, but I went on to tell them that in the course of my work with actors and faces I could often sense some of the things that lay beneath. I was, for instance, usually able to recognize people who could milk cows. I turned to McCulley and said: "For instance, you, sir, I am willing to bet you know how to milk a cow." He yelped, banged his thighs, and started miming milking. Yes, indeed, McCulley had grown up on a farm in Tennessee. I don't even want to think about the bottomless embarrassment I would have found myself in had I been wrong.

If you truly love film, I think the healthiest thing to do is not read books on the subject. I prefer the glossy film magazines with their big color photos and gossip columns, or the National Enquirer. Such vulgarity is healthy and safe.