I’m about to enter a national ass-kicking contest. With no legs. And a massive ass.
I never go about a new project as if I'm trying ot redefine myself. I just like to work, and I'm excited by material I find challenging and - if it's a comedy - exceptionally funny.
I really do like to work. I will work again. But on my terms.
Even my great grand-mother did impressions
I guess if I wrote a book one day, it would be about hair
It is, I think, harder for women. I haven't quite figured it out, and all of my women friends haven't figured it out -how the hell do you do this? How do you work and have families?