“And then all of a sudden you get on set… and they all have full prosthetic faces, teeth, black blood coming out of their mouth, eye contacts, they can’t really speak properly. […] They’d all come to me, “Luke.” And I’m thinking, “I have no clue who any of you are.””
twelve days of twelve – day seven: favourite scene I don’t understand? Are you kidding? Me? Of course I understand. I mean, do you call this a war? This funny little thing? This is not a war! I fought in a bigger war than you will ever know. I did worse things than you could ever imagine. And when I close my eyes I hear more screams than anyone could ever be able to count!