For me, the question was, how can one take a live-action performance and put it in the parameter of one of those cartoons? How much can you get away with?

[The huge success of Curse of the Black Pearl] made perfect sense to me on the one hand, and at the same time, it made no sense at all, which I kind of enjoyed. Even now, with the dolls and the cereal boxes and snacks and fruit juices, it all just feels fun to me, in a Warholian way. It's absurd. It doesn't get more absurd.

It's good to experience Hollywood in short bursts, I guess. Little snippets. I don't think I can handle being here all the time, it's pretty nutty.

People get famous now for I-don't-know-what. People have reality shows because they're a Hollywood socialite, and these things become very successful and they generate a shitload of money for the company. And it's multiplying, to where you're literally looking into your next door neighbor's bathroom with reckless abandon. It is like watching a fire. You can't take your eyes off of it.

My experience with Sondheim has been nothing but glorious, especially for a guy who doesn't sing.

I'm not 'Blockbuster Boy.' I never wanted to be. I wasn't looking for that.

I actually tell lies for a living. Exactly. I mean, that's what acting is, really.