We were talking about you last night, Katie and I were, while my wife baked cookies and pretty much ignored our gobledygook about making pictures and then cutting them to make 'em act right. Katie (she appears here, on The Brink as QKR Girl or something like that) is as much a dog lover as the notorious Heltons and also a gifted shooter. I kept telling her about the cut guy I'd hire in a heartbeat (whose name happens to be yours) but I also said 'That fucker's not going to be a knife guy for long: somebody's going to have enough sense to give him the jeys to the car sometime and let him run the whole show.' Katie said 'That's what you should do, then, next time out.' And Katie was right. It's precisely what I should do. And will.

Thanks Guy and Katie. I appreciate it. I'm in the midst of an edit at the moment and though I think it is a beautiful film and potentially even a great film, full of wonderful performances and amazing cinematography I am ready to move on to making more of my own work. Even if I have to make my own keys.

Making your own keys is something you and I need to talk about. But I hope your ideas aren't as nutso as Chuck's. Mexico City? Chopping obviously great songs off the record? (My hands in the air and the befuddled look in the trailer aren't there because I suddenly made those gestures up). And Katie's the best producer I can imagine -- she's a mighty fine shooter, no doubt about it, but quite idiosynctratic. A wonderful trait, I think. She's the _producer_ I'd want. Me? I'd keep growing tomatoes, never leaving the joint, playing with my own dogs. And undoubtedly playing with myself. So it goes... Best regards El Capitan. yrs, the idjit

the rainer is a perfect choice for this....