[on viewing The Wizard of Oz (1939) for the first time] I saw it in a cinema on Hollywood Boulevard at noon. And I sat and cried like a bloody child. I thought, "This is a year of my life". I loathed the picture. I thought it missed the boat all the way around. I had to wait for my tears to clear before I went out of the theater. [NOTE: Years later he saw the picture again and changed his opinion, stating that although the film was not perfect, he liked it.] Show less «