I was flabbergasted. Everybody knows when you’ve got a role in a Spike Lee movie, you’re gonna blow up. But I happen to be the only person who’s had the lead in the two Spike Lee movies nobody saw. It was a humbling experience, but Spike taught me more about how to fall on my face in this business than anybody else.
The first time I met Bryan Cranston, he was standing in his underwear. We were doing a photo shoot for a little-known network called AMC, and he was in a rubber chemistry apron, tighty whities and desert boots, while I was in an impeccably tailored 1960s suit, a cigarette dangling from my mouth. Our shows hadn’t premiered yet. We were simply two actors, in costume and out of context.