Every time I stand in front of mirror, I found my face too ugly, so I thought I have to get the role in some movies which cover my face with make up.

They say the world used to be bigger. The world's still the same--there's just less in it.

I had just had a daughter, who was three or three-and-half years old, and I had been watching nothing but cartoons. That's really it. There was no YouTube. You're in France and you're raising a kid, so you break out the Tex Avery.

When you had the fangs in, you wanted to be a little bit careful that you didn't actually pierce the jugular, kind of like my experience shaving Alan Rickman, which by the way neither of us want to do again, especially Alan.

I realized that it was great to have a job, but it didn't have anything remotely to do with what I was striving for, so why was I doing it?

I toyed with the idea of what it might be like to live with some species of heatstroke that maybe didn't go away all that quickly. He's a pirate, which is about rum, sodomy and the lash, isn't it? So, to be able to keep things like that in my head, when I'm going to do a film for Disney, I'd been through the ringer. That was like infiltrating the enemy camp. I wasn't able to stop smiling.

I don't like watching myself in the movies because I don't like being aware of the product. I like the process. I enjoy that.