I Want To Express Myself

Press Junkets Are Incredibly Annoying. You Sit In A Chair For Three To Six Hours And Have Different Journalists Shuttle In For Three Minutes At A Time, Asking Cheesy Movie Questions To Get A Quick Sound Bite - And That's Their Only Objective. You Can't Really Move Or Eat. You're Just Stuck There. It's Pressure, Constant Pressure.

You Get Angry - Death Does That.

You Can Never Judge Your Characters. You Have To Love Them, Really Care About Them. You're Never Just Playing A Villain Or The Crazy Lady.

A Lot Of Weird Things Happen To Me. People Call Out To Me On The Street And I Figure I Know Them, And I Walk Over. And Then They Start To Talk About A Movie, And I Get So Embarrassed. Sometimes They Think I'm Lorraine Bracco Or Laura San Giacomo Or Marisa Tomei. I'm Sure It Happens To Them All The Time, Too.

I'm Always Really Surprised By People Who Are Comfortable Revealing All Of Their Secrets On Tv Or In A Magazine. It's Actually Quite Shocking To Me.