If you woke up, every day, and someone punched you in the face, for the first week, you'd go, "Why is someone punching me in the face?" But, by the time you got through week two, you'd take it and just go on with the day.

I like films that deal with some of those questions that you can never answer. Why are we here? What's it about? What happens to us with the choices that we make? What are the ramifications for doing something right, or doing something wrong? Those universal questions, I enjoy.

When I was at college, I worked in a department store called Brit Home Stores, which is a pretty lackluster department store, selling clothes for middle-aged women. My job was to walk the floor and find anything that was damaged, take it to the store room and log it.

I never thought I could learn much from a dog or cat. They sleep when we sleep. They eat when we eat. I'm into observing animals being as wild as they can be in a captive environment.

I don't need to have three feather pillows in my trailer. I just don't work that way.

When I go on holiday, I go to places that have animals I'm interested in.

I won't miss having to stand for two hours at 4:30 a.m. and have freezing cold glue applied to my feet. I won't miss two-hour drives to work or long, long, long days sitting in my trailer waiting...waiting...waiting. I won't miss one day off a week. I won't miss glue in my ears. But I would do it all again tomorrow.