I'm always interested in talented or odd people, and my whole life I've written about geniuses who society has treated badly and they strike back - or not.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My life as an author has always been about brilliant, odd people.
I have been lucky in my life to have met people that are special, so extraordinary talented that they somehow are on a different plane. Sometimes these amazingly talented people find a way to keep reinventing themselves to stay relevant and alive. Some fall under the crushing vibrancy of their own intensity.
I'm surrounded by geniuses, which is really not good for my own personal self-esteem!
There's a certain pattern that exists with geniuses - an eccentricity, a lack of social graces and an inability to really communicate with mere mortals.
I guess I'm interested in people who are very sophisticated in intellectual ways, while being completely off the mark in emotional ones, with these huge blind spots in terms of their own behavior.
The popular mythology of creative genius depends on beloved stereotypes of the artist in youth and old age: the misunderstood upstart who forces us to see the world afresh; and the revered sage who shows us depths of insight attainable only through a lifetime of hard-won experience.
In 'The Interestings' I wanted to write about what happens to talent over time. In some people talent blooms, in others it falls away.
I've always surrounded myself with talented people, both in film and in business.
I know people I feel are extremely talented, but I don't know that I've ever heard any geniuses.
I'm not good enough to write about my friends, who are all brilliant and sophisticated.