I Can't Really Envision A Time When

Sometimes God Picks You Up And Tells You, "you've Been Messing Around Now. You're Going To Have To Stop This, Stop That, But I'll Give You Another Chance." And You Wonder Why You're Given Another Chance. It Must Be For Something; It Must Be To Celebrate Life.

You Gotta Understand, When Moving Images First Started, People Wanted Sound, Color, Big Screen And Depth.

I'm Trying Not To Let The Anger And The Violence That Erupt Take Over My Life. I Guess It Comes With The Growing Process, I Don't Know. A Little Mellowing.

I've Been Extremely Lucky To Work With Elmer Bernstein, Howard Shore Over The Years, But I've Always Imagined Films With My Own Scores, Because I Don't Come From That World Or That Period Of Filmmaking. And So How Could I Make Up My Own Score On A Film Like This Where It Isn't Necessarily Made Up Of Popular Music From The Radio Or The Period; It Isn't Necessarily Classical Music. But What If It's Modern Symphonic Music?

I'd Like To Do A Number Of Films. Westerns. Genre Pieces. Maybe Another Film About Italian Americans Where They're Not Gangsters, Just To Prove That Not All Italians Are Gangsters.