I'm a workaholic.

I have come close to producing films. But generally by the time they hit the screen, there’s about 50 people with producer credits, so what’s the point. I usually find scripts I like with no money attached and take them to producers that I know and try to raise finance.

I’d seen musicians act, and it scares me. And they make more money than me.

I don’t care to analyze acting. On the other hand there is a fascination because distributors are putting out British films. You get films here with great performances you’ll never see again. Why compare. We should go after the businessmen.

I think every director has a different take, some are good, some are bad. The directors you get on best with sometimes don’t make the best films, so who’s to say who is right.

The more varied the characters, the better, as far as I’m concerned.

I can’t do anything else. So if this falls through, I’m screwed.

I’m sick of very white teeth and lots of gymnasium practice. I’m bored, you know, send in the next one. I wanted a real man that I could believe was my brother, my father, you know, my next-door neighbor – a real person.

I have a bad time between jobs because I’m always convinced I’ll never work again. I think it may be an English thing, this fear of unemployment.

If you meet somebody who’s spent any length of time in prison, you don’t let your guard down. Ever. And really, that’s what that was about-if you open up too much, you’re asking to get your teeth kicked in.