I hate the domestic life.

There must've been some part of me that wanted to make my mark. But there was never a defining moment.

I have no role models. Many heroes. I have an enormous capacity for hero worship.

I became conflicted in my late teens.

Leaving a role is a terrible sadness. The last day of the shooting is surreal. Your soul, your body and your mind are not ready at all to see the end of this experience. In the following months after a film shoot, one feels a deep sense of void.

I spend many months in apparently listless rumination out of which I hope something will emerge.

I've got a serious-looking head.