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“If you’re gonna write, for God in heaven’s sake, try to get naked. Try to write the truth. Try to get underneath all the sham, all the excuses, all the lies that you’ve been told.”
“A wild man and truth teller in the tradition of Charles Bukowski and Hunter Thompson, he wrote bloodied stories drawn directly from his own experiences, including boxing and karate. Crews sported a tattoo with a line from an E.E. Cummings poem, “How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mister Death,” on his right bicep under the tattoo of a skull.” –Associated Press
“Knowing, like thinking, accomplished nothing. Thinking always left you precisely where you were. You couldn’t think your way out of a gas chamber or across barbed wire. The act was the thing.”
“…pretty much a disaster—disjointed, muffled, and even, at times, boring…a prime example of commercial hypocrisy. The filmmakers bait kids with a cruel idea, but they can’t risk being too intense or too graphic…The result is an evasive, baffling, unexciting production—anything but a classic.”–David Denby, The New Yorker
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