I'd Love To Try My Hand At

My Looks Aren't Something That Come Dazzlingly Through In Everything I Do. I Can Be Made To Look One Way Or The Other Fairly Easily... I Am Still Not Recognised On The Street That Much.

'la Dolce Vita' Made We Want To Go To Rome And, If Not Jump Into The Trevi Fountain, At Least Watch Someone Else Do It. Maybe That's Why I Married An Italian...!

When I Look In The Mirror, I Don't See My Dad, I See My Grandmother. For A While It Was My Mother Looking Back At Me. If Only It Was My Dad.

In Filming You're Waiting. You're Waiting For Lights. You're Waiting For People Set Things Up. And When You're Not Waiting, You're Repeating. And Neither Is Conducive To Spontaneity, You Know. Comedy Makes You Very, Very Neurotic Because You Think, I - But Did I Nail It?

What Infuriates Me Is That In America Violence Is Judged In Context, Whereas Language Is Not. So With Language There Is An Arithmetic That Says: One F*** Is A Pg 13, Two F***s Is An R. They Don't Say: One Bullet Through One Head Is A Pg 13, Two Bullets Through More Than Two Heads Is An R.