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“Fame requires every kind of excess. I mean, true fame. A devouring neon. Long journeys across grey space. Danger. The edge of every void. Understand the man who must inhabit these extreme regions. Even if half mad, he’s absorbed into the public’s total madness. Even if fully rational, a bureaucrat …

I’m no prude, certainly, but once I left my teen years I started to veer away from sexploitation more and more. Occasionally you’d get a funny one, but after a while, they seemed like the majority of directors wanted to see boobs in exchange for promises of possible future returns …