Lessons not learned in blood are soon forgotten.

I went from somebody who didn't sing to somebody who didn't speak.

You know that every bead of sweat falling off your head, every weight you've pumped - the history of that is all in your eyes.

Of course when you spend four hours in prosthetic makeup and you really are looking at yourself and you see how revolting you've become in a way, it obviously adds another strand and helps you... a little bit more.

The Scots will do anything to beat the English or just to see them lose, but I've never bought into that really.

If you just tell the story of what the storys about, then it sparks curiosity, but I think it also arouses suspicion, as you say, that it could be overly sentimental. But it so isnt. And I think it was all about doing the inner work and then underplaying everything.

I think it's one of the nicest privileges as an actor is to know that you can move people in one moment, make them think about their lives, or make them laugh or make them cry or make them understand something. Or just make them feel something because I think so many of us, including myself, spend too much time not feeling enough, you know?