I've had the pretty good fortune of working with some decent guys and gals.

I've done things to my body, mechanically, that I'll never do again. I've done stunts that I shouldn't have done 10, 11, 12 times. I've broken a ton of bones on sets.

It's a nice visual. I had just done Blade and I put on more weight for Blade and I thought I might as well use it so I kept it and added a little more. I wanted him to be a big bear.

There are 7 billion people on the planet. Pretty much everyone is doing sex. It's not like you need to order the "baby-starter kit" on Amazon. Instincts will come to you at the weirdest places and times.

I'm not a hockey fan, which is probably why I had to leave Canada in the first place.

Like a lot of people, I've got a self-loathing streak that's alive and well. It acts as a de facto engine when I'm working, but it also has its extraordinary pitfalls, too.

I can't say I've ever finished a film and been particularly thrilled with myself or patted myself on the back. And maybe that's what keeps me going, and that's a good thing. It speaks volumes about how I perceive myself.