Once you get labeled, there's nothing you can do about it.

I remember being forced to go to Sunday school for a number of years, even though my parents were not religious. No one was really religious; it was just the framework. There was no passion for it. No passion for anything. Just a quiet, kind of floaty, kind of semi-oppressive, blank palette that youre living in.

I've always liked monster movies and I've always been fascinated by - again, growing up in a culture where death was looked upon as a dark subject and living so close to Mexico where you see the Day of the Dead with the skeletons and it's all humor and music and dancing and a celebration of life in a way. That always felt more of a positive approach to things. I think I always responded to that more than this dark, unspoken cloud in the environment I grew up in.

My parents suffered from that ideal of a perfect nuclear family. They found that a difficult pressure, I think.

I did some sports. It was a bit frustrating. I wasn't the greatest sports person.

He can't fly around tall buildings, or outrun a speeding train, the only talent he seems to have is leaving a nasty stain!

Son, are you happy? I don't mean to pry, but do you dream of Heaven? Have you ever wanted to die?