The Thing About The Oscars Is Real

Am I A Good Example? Well, At Least I'm Not Too Thin. I Eat.

I’m More Comfortable With Myself Than When I Was Younger. I Hated Myself Then. Wait, I Didn’t Hate Myself – That’s A Strong Word. But I Was So Diffident. I Didn’t Know How To Act, For One. I Had No Confidence In That Area Or In Myself At All, Really. I Had A Big Inner Critic And Still Do. I Just Don’t Listen To It So Much.

Maybe From Now On Puppets Can Do The Parts

Usually I'm Frustrated When I Look At My Films And I Don't Believe That I've Made A Real Transformation Beyond My Usual Sets Of Gestures And Expressions. I Still Have This Nagging Feeling That It's Me, That I Didn't Create A Unique Character.

I Think Smells, Like Sounds, Can Be So Much Immediately Affecting.