It is women who love horror. Gloat over it. Feed on it. Are nourished by it. Shudder and cling and cry out-and come back for more.
To portray a maniac offers a compelling challenge.
Without movie parts I was reduced to freak status. I just couldn't stand it.
Martyrdom was the price of enthusiasm for acting.
Actors were exploited no less by the capitalist managers than they were by the state.
When a film company is in the red they come to me. Always it is the same.