It's a pretty despicable character. So to try to get the audience on your side before the actual brutality sets in was a bit of a challenge.

Whatever I'm working on, the character I'm playing tends to slowly bleed into my own real life. Not in any kind of creepy, Method actor-y kind of way - it's just an innate kind of merging.

For a while, I tried to masquerade as somewhat of a hippie because I was under the impression that was the kind of guy girls would like. I was pretty unsuccessful because I liked the idea of camping more than actually camping. I did go to a Grateful Dead concert, but I was pretty bored.

Willie Nelson is the perfect person, it seems to me, to think about. Because something tells me that he operates on his own frequency.

I used to ask my mom to try and shave my head on the sides to give me a receding hairline because Adam Ant had one.

We're now the (junior varsity) version of that,