Call me shallow, but I think Tom Cruise could walk onstage, do a few jumping jacks, bow, give us the finger, and I would be all a-flutter with delight. He just has me that way. Must have been the way he played Lestat.

I swear I rewound the end of that movie a thousand times. You know, the part in which he and Christian Slater are in the car and Cruise bursts out laughing; it's this amazing, cold, horrible but delightfully sensual laugh.

Just thinking about it gives me shivers. But you are right, there is something cold about it, not altogether something you could trust. There is a hollow ring, makes you think twice in a way.