I'm not the most loathsome man in the world. I've dropped to number nine.

I remember back when I was a kid there was a comic strip called Plastic Man. His body was elastic and he could make his extremities as long as he wanted. As a youngster I didn't fully appreciate. But I'm now thinking Plastic Man was probably pretty popular with the ladies.

I feel like casting is the most important aspect of making movies.

No matter how much you change, you still got to pay the price for the things you’ve done.

But when I felt like I had something to prove? Then I got up early every morning and worked all day long. I didn't know if I had any more talent than anyone else directing, but I knew I could work hard at it, and so I did.

I simply asked if I could have a go at adapting a screenplay. But I did not want any money, in case I failed because I did not want a script out there with my name on it that might be completely dysfunctional.

I dyed my hair for photo tests... I kept it because when am I ever going to be blond again?