You need the mirror because you've got no idea where your mouth is, ... It begins about an inch lower than where you usually aim for.

I think my mouth just opens and I spontaneously say things that occur to me.

No, absolutely not. No, no, no. You know, [there's always] new things, too. Everyone's [wearing] skulls, and all that. But no. Nothing.

No matter how many modern parts I do, people still refer to me as Mrs. Costume Drama. Fight Club is a studio pic, and I've done very few of those. I've got a feeling it's going to change things for me.

Not only was it nearly impossible to hear because of these huge rubber ears we had to wear, but we also had these huge furry hands which were absolutely useless, especially if you had to scratch yourself.

I liked pretending to be other people: I could reinvent myself, reinvent my own reality.