On My Fifth Film, It Was Then

The Director Took My Face In His Hands And Asked Me To Show Him My Teeth, As With A Horse. This Happened On A Wednesday, And By The Following Monday I Was Shooting.

I Went To Dance Classes From 9 In The Morning Until 1, Then To School From 3 To 10 At Night, Always Under The Threat That If I Failed A Single Course I Could Forget About Dancing.

When You Have To Get Into The Character Each Morning, Give It Your Voice, Your Face, It Was Torture.

Compared To Dancing, Films Seemed To Me To Be The Work Of Lay Bums. There Was No Physical Pain; It Was Enough To Say And Imagine What Was In The Script. It Was Very Easy For Me.

Keep Your Ears Open, Your Eyes Open, Grab Everything You Can, React, And Learn!