When You Love Someone, You Want That

I Did This Movie About Salvador Dali A Few Years Ago And Had Hair Extensions And A Little Bob. That Was Incredibly Bizarre.

When I Was 17 Until, I Don't Know, 20, I Had This Massive, Baseless Confidence. This Very Clear Idea Of Myself And How I Would Achieve Success, Which Involved Making Decisions. I Saw Myself Picking Up The Phone And Saying 'absolutely Not' Or 'definitely Yes.' Having Control. Except You Have To Figure Out Whether The Way You Think At 19 Or 20 Has Any Value. And Eventually I Understood, With All That Control, Which Was Probably Illusory, I Wasn't Progressing. So Now I'm Relinquishing A Bit. I'll Be A Tiny Bit Naked.

I Still Remember, I Think It Was With The Third Movie, When We Went To Munich And The Entire Olympic Stadium Was Filled With Fans, And Just To Walk In There And Do Nothing.

It's Hard For Them Because They Want To Be Proud Of Me, But I Keep Reminding Them That It's All Luck. Luck Is What Got Me Here, Nothing Else.

You Can't Win. The Annoying Thing Is That You Can't Attack Them, But You Can't Defend Yourself. The Best Thing You Could Possibly Do Is Punch A Paparazzi And Give Them Their Big Payday.