I'm Not A Big Guy Anyway. I'm

If I Am Duly Compared To Marlon Brando At All, Well, I Can Only Think Of The Teahouse Of The 'shanghai Noon,' That They're Comparing Me To That!

I'm A Nice Middle Class Public Schoolboy Who Underachieved And Wasn't Going Anywhere Fast. I Didn't Get Any Gcses Or A-levels. But Everyone Was Like: "please, Will You Do Something?" And I Was Thinking: "well, I Kind Of Like The Idea Of Joining The French Foreign Legion."

I Have To Make My Bones With Hollywood To Get In. And When I Do Maybe I'll Metamorphose From Mr. Muscles Or Whatever It Is I Am Now And Become An Irascible Tosser.

Style, I Think, Is Panache. Who Are You? What Did You Do Today? And What Are You Worth To Me? What Do You Have To Offer The World? How Did You Spend Your Time Today On This Planet? How Are You Spending Your Time Every Second? What Are You Doing Now? Are You Alive, Or Are You Somnambulant?

If You're Lucky Like Me, Your Relationship With Your Brother Has Resolved Itself On The Peaceful Side Of The Fence And Has Stayed There. But If You're Someone Who's Got A Family That's All Fractured And Finding It Hard To Relate, That's A Very Sad Place To Be.