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I Do Remember When I First Read The Script Of The 92 In The Shade. I Was In The House At Nicholas Beach, And That Gang Was Starting To Break Up, And I Read This Terribly Well-written Dialogue, Not Figuring Out That Films Are About Structure And The Thing Was Totally Unstructured, And I Thought, "who Is This Writer? God, He's Great."

Acting's Fun, But Life's More Important

I, Like Everybody Else, Have Lost Most Of My Pension Plan In This Economic Crash. So I Have To. I'm Going To Call It I Slept With Everyone On Television.

I Was With Brian De Palma At The Time, And He Said He Wrote The Role Specifically For Me. I Don't Know What That Says About The Way He Saw Me, Since The Role Was Of A Castrating Killer. Brian Came One Morning To The House, Said "here's Your Christmas Present." He Wrote The Character To Have A Swedish Accent, But Since I Couldn't Pull That Off, He Switched It To French-canadian. It Was Such A Romantic Time In My Life. Everyone Was Young And Passionate And Convinced They Were Going To Change Film Forever.

When You Finally End Something Like Superman And Then Find Yourself World-famous, It's Pretty Weird, Lemme Tell Ya. Fame Is Weird, Is What It Really Is. It's The Weirdest Thing In The World.