Usually I'm Frustrated When I Look At

It Would Be Nice To Really Shed The Corsets.

I Enjoy Those Small Chats You Have When People Come Up And Talk To You About Your Work. It Only Involves A Few Seconds Of Effort To Be Nice To Those People, And I Am Very Grateful For The Kind Words That People Have Taken The Trouble To Express To Me In Person.

I'm Suffering From Stage Fright. I Don't Like Making Speeches. [...] I'm The Kind Of Introvert Actor Who Likes Putting On Other People's Clothes And Pretending To Be Somebody Else, Which Is Completely Crazy Choice Of Profession. So, I Don't Enjoy Public Speaking And I Have Every Sympathy For Anyone Who Has To Do It And Doesn't Enjoy It.

I Think I've Still Got A Bit Of A Sado-masochistic Streak In Me, Because If I'm Not Going To Be Restricted By Corsets And Covered In Lace, Then I Still Wind Up Wearing An Ape-mask Over My Face. I Do Wonder How I Get Myself In These Situations!

The Thing About The Oscars Is Real Life Doesn't Stop. You Have To Get Back To Planet Earth The Following Morning. The Rubbish Needs Taking Out. The Kids Will Be Crying. They'll Need Feeding. Kids Do Not Care Whether You've Been To The Oscars!