I bought the two horses I rode in Lord of the Rings. I bought the one in Lord of the Rings ’cause I had – even though I wasn’t with him all the time, I just developed a real good friendship with him. His name is Uraeus. He kind of came into the movie similar to the way I did. You know, didn’t have much preparation and was just thrown in and had to swim, basically. And it was rough on him and it took awhile for us to kind of get in sync and for him to be comfortable around the set. So we got to be close and I wanted to stay in touch with him. And, you know, by the end he became almost a real ham. He became so good at it that he was just relaxed and happy. He had been a performing horse, but an equestrian competition horse. So the cameras, lights, and some of the things we had to do…and also the gear. I mean the saddle and chainmail and all that stuff, the battles. So we got through it together and became friends. That was that story.
You know, when you see yourself on a big screen, I tend to watch from behind my hands. There is absolutely the regret. You always get that at the end of every project. That’s what’s great about theater: at least every night you get the chance to go out and re-offend. I’m endlessly disappointed, which is what propels me into the next project, probably, not to repair the damage but to kind of hopefully keep developing. Otherwise there’s no reason to keep doing it, is there?
“I was having a Viggo moment - getting people to check out the moon, and Viggo suggested trying to cross the river. I’m like ‘Fuck off,’ and he says ‘Come on.’ So there we were, barefoot, waist-high in water, walking on these little rocks to get to the other side and i’m doing it because i’m an idiot and i’m following his lead. Because he’s an idiot. And because he’s amazing. I can’t believe how much this is going to make it sound like i’m in love with the guy.”