I’m suppose to be somewhere that isn’t where I am right now. But where I am right now has got The Tree of Life on and where I’m suppose to be hasn’t. I see an insurmountable problem.
As commanding as her performance in Zero Dark Thirty is, The Tree of Life will always be my Jessica Chastain film. She’s like a freaking angel in that.
What I want to do, I can’t do. I do what I hate.
I’m never comfortable in claiming recently viewed films to be in my all time favourites but I have no arguments in that The Tree of Life is one of the greatest and most important of all time. Having someones profound experiences portrayed in such a beautiful, compelling and thought provoking way was an experience that no other film has given me. Shear magic.
Tell us a story from before we can remember.
Terry and I, we have our areas where we meet and we have our respectful disagreements. He sees God in science and science in God, and I respect that. But this idea of an all-powerful, watching being that’s controlling our moves and giving us a chance to say he’s the greatest so we get into some eternal heaven – that just doesn’t work for me, man. I got a real problem with it. I see the value of religion and what it offers to people as a cushion and I don’t want to step on that. On the other hand, I’ve seen where I grew up how it becomes separatist, and I get quite aggravated and antagonistic. I see religion more as a truck stop on your way to figuring out who you are.