I went to drag it this morning and said 'this is a body, this isn't garbage,'. I could see blood all over the place.

It felt like a bomb exploded inside my body, pretty much. And not a small bomb — like an M-80 firecracker. I just hope I never feel that again.

I had the luck of having an obedient body.

You can only punish your body so long before you're stuck with a horrendous inability to do things you'd previously been able to do.

If I decide I want to go canoeing, I've got a canoe. If I want to take my dog with me, nobody tells me I can't do it. If I want to go skinny dipping and wash my body, I can take my clothes off.

I don't see on television the kind of blood and guts and body parts blown apart that maybe you're referring to, but it certainly is in that BATMAN feature and I found it very offensive.