Sometimes, When You Win, You Lose.

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.

The Thing That Drives Me Nuts Is When I Get Stopped In A Crowded Place, And They Look At Me And Say, 'who Are You?' I Don't Know If They're Friends Or Fans, And I Say, 'i'm Annabella Sciorra', And They Say, 'what Have You Done?' So I Start To Give Them My Resume. It's So Embarrassing.

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 Want To Express Myself To Feel That What I Feel Is Real. My Joy, My Pain, My Anger.