I Like Being At That Place Where

I Guess It Would Fall Into The Stalker Category More Or Less. I Was Being Stalked By A Mime - Silent But Maybe Deadly. Somehow, This Mime Would Appear On The Set Of 'bringing Out The Dead' And Start Doing Strange Things. I Have No Idea How It Got Past Security. Finally, The Producers Took Some Action And I Haven't Seen The Mime Since. But It Was Definitely Unsettling.

I Invite The Entire Spectrum, Shall We Call It, Of Feeling. Because That Is My Greatest Resource As A Film Actor. I Need To Be Able To Feel Everything, Which Is Why I Refuse To Go On Any Kind Of Medication. Not That I Need To! But My Point Is, I Wouldn't Even Explore That, Because It Would Get In The Way Of My Instrument.

And What I Like About It Is It Makes Me Happy And I Think It Makes A Lot Of People Happy To Go To The Movies And To Not Think About The Problems Of The Day Or The Problems Of Tomorrow Or The Yesterday And Just Go On For The Ride And Have The Fun Of Losing Oneself In A Fantasy.

It's Kind Of A Unique Concept, But It's Totally Real, Isn't It? ... I Mean, These Paramedics Put Themselves In Incredibly Stressful Situations, Are Killing Themselves To Save Our Lives And They're Not Really Regarded Or Appreciated.

I Haven't Isolated Myself. I Am Not Living On A Yacht Somewhere. I Am Not Tucked Away Or Behind A Gate Somewhere. I Am Not Flying On A Private Plane. I Am Going To The Airport, I Am With People, Some Of The Interactions Are Good, Some Of Them Are Not So Good, But It Keeps Me In Touch With Being, You Know, Part Of Society.