I’ve also gotten weird letters, suicide letters, girls threatening to jump if I don’t get in touch with them. So you think, “This is bullshit,” but then you think, “What if it’s not? Who wants to take that chance?” I write them back, tell them to hang in there, if things are that bad, they have to get better. But I’m not altogether stable myself, so who am I to give advice?

We’re all a mishmash of extremes. I know that I have demons. I don’t know if I want to get rid of them altogether, but I would like to experience them in a different way. Maybe go face to face with them. I’ve never really had the time to go to therapy. Well, here and there. But not enough to help me.

Film star,” “movie star” — whatever they want to try to call you is limiting, in the sense that I think an actor has to be able to play characters. To separate these things — you know: “leading man,” “action hero,” “character actor,” stuff like that — I guess if I want to be close to anything, it would be a character actor, which is what I think an actor should be. So any of that “movie star” stuff, I just don’t buy it. It just doesn’t make sense to me.

I do have an affinity for damaged people, in life, in roles. I don’t know why. We’re all damaged in our own way. Nobody’s perfect. I think we are all somewhat screwy, every single one of us.

I just don’t quite understand it [the press], really. I don’t understand the animal. It’s a strange, roundabout way of selling something; it leaves a foul taste… The thing that fascinates me is: who cares what an actor thinks?