Contact lenses make me miserable, as soon as I put them in. That's what creates the pouting and brooding character.

I like being a part of David Cronenberg’s world, I feel very at home there

In 15 years or something - I like the idea of just one paparazzo coming out and trying to get a picture, and I just beat the shit out of him. I mean - out of nowhere - when my picture's not even worth...and I've spent all my money, so you can't sue me!

I'm boring. I stay home, watch TV, and eat a lot of fast food. That's really exciting, isn't it?

It's strange, somebody asked for my autograph the other day. Because I finished school and I'm not really doing anything at the moment, I was just kind of aimlessly wandering around London and these two guys who were about 30 came up and asked for my autograph. I was really quite proud at the time, and they wanted to take photos and stuff. And then they were sort of wandering around and I was kind of wandering around and I bumped into them about three times, and every single time their respect for me kept growing and growing and growing.

I never understood the nudity thing. I’m so envious of people who can walk around naked.

I had pecs for about two days. Everyone would hate me. Just look at me walking around with my little peacoat on. My little customized pea coat.