Why I love Kevin Smith:

“I’m not a visual person,” he admitted. “I like dialogue. I’m interested in character [development].”

It’s true that crafting lovely prose isn’t the creative endeavor that best leverages the Mac’s engineering feats. Is this heresy in a crowd of Macophiles? (Your correspondent happens to be working on a PC, not that this prose is lovely.)

A friend finally gave Smith an iPod which he says he let sit on his desk for months before discovering the elegant UI that permitted even one such as he to embrace the 21st century–hence, Smith’s conversion to the Apple-way-of-life, and his presence here today. (It’s all beginning to make sense now, right?)

So now even Smith has found a deep appreciation for the, uh, seminal influence of Apple’s artistry. And this is when Smith finally prognosticated, and on far more than just the future of digital film-making:
“We have the iPod, the iPhone, the iTV…[and] next we’ll have the iF**k. All we need is a little hole in the iPod and there won’t be a reason for [us] to be around anymore. It will be the end of civilization, thanks to Steve F—ing Jobs.”

Somehow, it still sounded like a compliment.

I met Smith briefly at a Los Angeles writer’s seminar back in November 1997. He is truly an unassuming, funny guy. And I really admire his dedication to the word. Literally. No matter how off the cuff his screenplays sound–he makes his actors stick to what he wrote.