I can manipulate metal. I practiced every day with a spoon in my kitchen. I did my Uri Geller.
It didn’t work. I was really upset. I was convincing myself. I was like: It bent! Did you see that? It bent a little bit! There was no one else in the room with me, though. When I was a kid, I thought I was Superman. I still do [Laughs]. When I was six I thought I could hear a buzzing in my ear at night, and I thought it was Krypton calling me home. I never got up, though. I was too lazy.
If you could choose to be invisible or to fly, which would you pick?
Fly. I’d like a tail, though. I’d like to be one of those Indian gods that’s like a flying monkey man. I’d like a long tail.
That sounds scary. Do monsters in movies frighten you?
No. Real-life threats frighten me more. Growing up, the movie that scared me most was Jaws
Were you raised Catholic?
I was. I was head altar boy.
When was the last time you went to confession?
A long time ago. I was always a bit confused about the idea of confession, even as a young boy. Everyone said: “God is always with you. You can talk to him.” So now I talk to God directly. There’s no buffer.