"I guess I just thought, I've seen it done enough," he says of directing... "I'm a writer. An amateur photographer. An actor."2. Ben is desperate.
"I got a really nice e-mail from him saying how much he wanted me to do it," says [Ed] Harris... "You could tell immediately how important the film was to him... I like people who have something at stake when they work."... "It's pretty simple," [Affleck] says... "If people don't go see it, I'm fucked."3.
Add to that the fact that his German shepherd, Hutch, got into a container of Metamucil this morning and sprayed diarrhea all over his Brentwood home, and you have one run-down 35-year-old man.4. Did I mention he's modest?
"Listen," he rasps, shaking an empty oyster shell in the air for effect. "I've gone out and directed a movie and made it really fucking good."5. Ben has an awesome home life.
That other thing is [daughter] Violet, currently exhaling tiny snot bubbles a few miles away. And Garner, his wife. And a home, be it or be it not covered in dog shit.And finally, 6. Ben can see into the future.
"I mean, a shitty movie comes out on 2,800 screens?" Affleck says. "I've been there and it's embarrassing."
Plenty of everyday things have weird connections to the Nazis.
The thing about plot twists is that they almost never make sense on repeat viewing.
Sometimes the silliest goofballs get away with the vilest things.