He went to Alaska and made a fortune. Then he squandered it, drinking, fighting, gambling, and frittering it away on women. . . . Hold up! Your dope sheet is way to the bad. . . . Who told you all that? Never mind. I have proof.

(In the catalog, she makes a provocative comparison with Richard Serra’s barrierlike sculptures.)

As doctor of nostology, Professor McCamish studies the senile stages of an organism or race of organisms […]

Despite the critics, he produced excellent cinema.