The other night, on King's advice, I watched "The Kid Stays in the Picture". I've never gone in for all that Raging Bulls and Easy Riders (or whateverthefuck) hero worship of megalomaniacal 1970's American directors or producers or actors but good godlessness I could listen to Evans talk shit for hours without getting bored. I could watch buddy iron his shirts so long as he kept asking rhetorical questions and then answering them. He's like Heston vs. Ellroy or something. I love how he calls Polanski "his little Pollack" and Jack Nicholson "Irish". I love how he says he started snorting blow to relieve back pain and you actually believe him. I love violet-tinted megaframe glasses.