'"In the exceptional cases, the director is an artist, a temporary poet, who is never sure that he won't lose his job. The true poet, the true artist, advancing in years, getting older, improves his production, rarifies it, refines it, rids it of dross, enriches its spirit. This is possible because he works by himself, and his experience with life inevitably brings him to an intuitive understanding of ever new mysteries. A director on the other hand declines after a certain age, because his art has an immediate need of public approval, the basis for which has in the meantime changed. That reality which he believes he is portraying is no longer operative, it's over with, it no longer has customers. And now the problem arises: at what age does it become necessary to kill a good director?"'
from an entry, dated March 1960, in The Via Veneto Papers by Ennio Flaiano
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