The press is like a big bass, you just stick a hook in their mouth and they'll take it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Wooing the press is an exercise roughly akin to picnicking with a tiger. You might enjoy the meal, but the tiger always eats last.
The press are animals, and they need to be treated that way.
The press creates a caricature.
I'm not that great with press sometimes.
Press junkets are incredibly annoying. You sit in a chair for three to six hours and have different journalists shuttle in for three minutes at a time, asking cheesy movie questions to get a quick sound bite - and that's their only objective. You can't really move or eat. You're just stuck there. It's pressure, constant pressure.
Doing press is like eating at McDonald's: while it's going on it's vaguely enjoyable - you're seduced by your own vanity and taking yourself rather seriously - but immediately afterwards you feel sick.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, if you're straight with the press, they'll be straight with you.
People want an easy sound bite.
A bass should sound like a bass with the thump of the finger against the wood, like it began with stand up.
I've been dealing with the press for 45 years. You need a very long spoon to sup with them. While you are always grateful, they are like badly trained dogs. They smile and wag and bite your arm off.