The smog was heavy, my eyes were weeping from it, the sun was hot, the air stank, a regular hell is L.A.

I could hear everything, together with the hum of my hotel neon. I never felt sadder in my life. LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities; New York gets godawful cold in the winter but there's a feeling of wacky comradeship somewhere in some streets. LA is a jungle.

I've lived in Los Angeles for at least 24 years.

You talk to any businessperson, and they'll tell you they're concerned that there is no affordable housing (in Los Angeles),

When I'm Los Angeles, it's work. That's what I'm there for is work.

It takes an act of Congress to get a film of any size made in Los Angeles,