When I did the film Generations in which the character died I felt like a guest for the first time. That made me very sad.
I think of doing a series as very hard work. But then I've talked to coal...
I had never felt so lonely and so sad in my entire life.
I woke up full of hate and fear the day before the most recent peace march in San Francisco. This was disappointing: I'd hoped to wake up feeling somewhere between Virginia Woolf and Wavy Gravy.
