The Idea Of Dancing Is The Only

My Recipe For Success Is Chance, Basically. Just Luck. It's A Miracle That People Still Hire Me After Some Of The Stuff I've Gotten Away With. Honestly!

What Happens To Me When I Read A Script, When Something Grabs Hold Of Me, I Start Getting These Flashes Of People Or Places Or Things Or Images.

I Don't Do Well With Modern Films, To Be Honest. Opening Credits, And I'm Just Gone.

I Toyed With The Idea Of What It Might Be Like To Live With Some Species Of Heatstroke That Maybe Didn't Go Away All That Quickly. He's A Pirate, Which Is About Rum, Sodomy And The Lash, Isn't It? So, To Be Able To Keep Things Like That In My Head, When I'm Going To Do A Film For Disney, I'd Been Through The Ringer. That Was Like Infiltrating The Enemy Camp. I Wasn't Able To Stop Smiling.

When You Had The Fangs In, You Wanted To Be A Little Bit Careful That You Didn't Actually Pierce The Jugular, Kind Of Like My Experience Shaving Alan Rickman, Which By The Way Neither Of Us Want To Do Again, Especially Alan.