He's too short, he's too... tall, he's... just not going to work.
What do you know? Haven't you heard of suspension of disbelief?
My girlfriend still doesn't know why her sweaters are always stretched out.
No, I'm all man. I even fought in WWII. Of course, I was wearing women's undergarments under my uniform.
Home? I have no home. Hunted, despised, living like an animal. The jungle is my home. But I will show the world that I can be its master. I will perfect my own race of people, a race of atomic supermen, which will conquer the world.
We are going to finish this picture just the way I want it... because you cannot compromise an artist's vision.