Theres This Unspoken Club Where You Say

I Was With Brian De Palma At The Time, And He Said He Wrote The Role Specifically For Me. I Don't Know What That Says About The Way He Saw Me, Since The Role Was Of A Castrating Killer. Brian Came One Morning To The House, Said "here's Your Christmas Present." He Wrote The Character To Have A Swedish Accent, But Since I Couldn't Pull That Off, He Switched It To French-canadian. It Was Such A Romantic Time In My Life. Everyone Was Young And Passionate And Convinced They Were Going To Change Film Forever.

Just The Dream Of Every Aging Has-been Actress Who Slipped Out In Public Is To Work With A Bunch Of Gay Boys.

I Guess I Came To Terms With My Demons. Or Else I'd Be In Big Trouble, Wouldn't I? Horrifying As It Was To Crack Up In The Public Eye, It Made Me Look At Myself And Fix It. People Were Exploitative; That's Human Nature. I'll Tell You, Being Pretty Crazy While Being Chased By The National Enquirer Is Not Good. The British Tabloids Were The Worst. But You Take The Cards You're Dealt, And I Got Better. I'm Now Ferociously Healthy In Body And Mind. You Couldn't Pay Me To Go Near A Psychiatrist Again. Stopping Seeing Them Was My First Step To Getting Well.

I Was Reading All These Books, Including The Bible - And I'm An Atheist.

Acting's Fun, But Life's More Important