When you think of dog movies, that genre, Old Yeller is sort of the benchmark and you hope that you can raise your game up to that.

As a teenager, I was an enormous fan of Valerie Bertinelli's hair.

You know what makes me feel old? When I see girls who are 20-something, or the new crop of actresses, and think, Aren't we kind of the same age?

I was a dumpy teenager. My mum was a model and was all about looks, so I rebelled by going goth. It took me years of peeling back the onion to finally stop using make-up as a mask and feel comfortable in my skin.

They always say 'youth is wasted on the young' - there's something to that.

I've gone for each type: the rough guy; the nerdy, sweet, lovable guy; and the slick guy. I don't really have a type. Men in general are a good thing.

It's sad, something coming to an end. It cracks you open, in a way - cracks you open to feeling.