I know, in my own case, that the kind of actor I have become has been determined to a large extent by the weakness of my character. On the screen I am usually suave and cynical, cruel to women and immune to their slights and caprices. This is my mask, and it has served me faithfully for 25 years. But in reality I am a sentimentalist, especially about myself – readily moved to tears by cheap emotions and invariably the victim of woman’s inhumanity to man.
