There's already a marriage clock a career clock a biological clock. Sometimes being a woman feels like standing in the lobby of a hotel looking at the dials depicting every time zone in the world behind the front desk - except they all apply to you and all at once.
When I was on my own in a hotel room in Romania I had the imagination to keep myself occupied.
All my jobs have been with food in one way or another since 1948. My parents were in the hotel business and I just loved the warm hearted people who worked so hard with such good humor.
In principle if I could not have a home I wouldn't. But not having a home would be too difficult procedurally going from hotel to hotel the gap of three hours where you're hungry and tired.
So I'm more at home with my backpack sleeping in a hotel room or on a bus or on an airplane than I am necessarily on a bed. It's weird being here. It feels like I'm standing next to my real life.
The great advantage of a hotel is that it is a refuge from home life.
My desire to curtail undue freedom of speech extends only to such public areas as restaurants airports streets hotel lobbies parks and department stores. Verbal exchanges between consenting adults in private are as of little interest to me as they probably are to them.
There have been nine Super Bowls in New Orleans and not all of them have brought the best of luck to NFL Films. We got robbed twice there got food poisoning and my hotel room was broken into on the day the Bears played the Patriots in January 1986.
People don't know where to place me. Terry Gilliam used me as a quirky cop in 'Twelve Monkeys' and then he hired me again to be an effeminate hotel clerk in 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas'. Another time I was shooting this indie film 'The Souler Opposite' and six days a week I'm playing this big puppy dog then I come to the 'NYPD Blue' set and become this scumbag.
We had an interesting thing at that first dinner. It was prior to the availability of several new hotels in Los Angeles and we were more or less committed to the old Ambassador Hotel that has the famous Coconut Grove.