Fame was thrilling only until it became grueling. Money was fun only until you ran out of things to buy.
Much as I cared for Joseph Kennedy, he was a classic example of that person in the arts with lots of brains and drive but little taste or talent.
Sunset Boulevard opened in August 1950, and it was pronounced the best movie ever made about Hollywood.
From the first moment on the set I was consumed with curiousity about the technical side of shooting a sound picture.