I do not hope somebody breaks in. However, if they did, I pity them. I pity the fool that breaks into my house.

I'm strong. I'm smart. I'm not a victim,' to my detriment.

Every article I've read about myself always winds up concluding that I am not, in fact, completely stupid.

[The Rum Diary] is a prestigious movie and it's got a great, talented cast, so they wanted to make sure they had the right person for the role, but it was a torturous process. It was painful.

I'm pretty confusing. But I do have an oil rig in my back yard.

We all appreciated a certain aesthetic, and with that appreciation came a certain stylized presence.

There's something nice and valuable and wonderful about the suspense and the classic horror that doesn't just crutch on blood and the almost pornographic view of fear.