When I was growing up, I wasn't taught how to feel or communicate feelings.

And I don't care if you're talking about things that are true, you're still talking about my personal life. How about I go peek in your window, take what underwear you wore last night, whose husband you were fucking, and shove that in the megaphone throughout your neighborhood? How does that feel? It's none of your goddamn business.

Marvel's really smart about continuing the storylines of all the different movies from Ultron into this one and blah to blah to blah - it's pretty seamless. So where we left off in Ultron is definitely picked up in Cap 3 here, pretty smoothly I think.

I'm a simple, simple man.

What matters to me is learning and growing, and getting to do what I love to do. As long as I can do that, I'm happy.

I feel connected to that idea of wanting to belong to something, to have a sense of purpose as a man on the planet.

I think cinema should provoke thoughts, sure, but using it as I soapbox I think is the wrong place.