In a peaceful castle perched high above the Pedernales River--a castle, that is, with a turret, a crenelated roof and secret passageways--Robert Rodriguez is greeting his sons Rocket, Racer and Rebel as they emerge from their evening bath. Soon, perhaps after he whips up some beef tacos, rice and guacamole for dinner and plays with the kids a while, he will mosey down to the dungeon-dark studios he calls Los Cryptos and get to work. The sun is setting over the Hill Country outside Austin, but Dad's day is just getting started.
"Nothing is more magical than the hours between 3...
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