That Guy ... Who Was in That Thing 1 Page #4

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aching to get out.

As an actor, as a character

actor, especially you get to

play a lot of demented

characters.

You get to go places and sort

of pretend like a kid.

When we were kids, my mom

put us in talent shows.

And we were--we were so poor.

I remember we were--when we were

really young, you know, we lived

pretty much in the ghetto in

Detroit.

She was in the living room

one day pulling off the drapes.

And she began cutting them up.

She--she made our costumes out

of those.

I credit all my creative

instincts from her.

Well, a lot of people in the

industry come from transient

situations.

My mother and I sat down one

day, and we counted out that we

have lived in 18 different

houses by the time I was 18.

My father was a pharmacist.

My mother was a nurse.

Nobody has ever been involved

in acting.

My father was a marine for

24 years, and then he had

a whole another career as an

officer of the bank of

Burlington.

Burlington, Wisconsin.

He did that for 20 years.

He was the mayor of Burlington

and later a county councilman.

So he was very involved in

local politics and was not an

actor.

And as a matter of fact,

confessed to me how difficult

it was for him to do public

speaking.

My father was a monk.

He left my mom and the family

and became a monk.

And we didn't hear from him for

about five years.

Well, we keep in touch, but he's

a monk, so we can't really talk

to him very much.

[laughs]

My father's an electronics

engineer who works in--god, help

me, I have a book of his

somewhere here.

Uh, it's, like, microwave

communications and--and solid

state circuitry.

And I get completely lost.

So I had blond, wispy hair

as a kid.

Always did till the day I was--

Entered college and almost

promptly, it went into full

retreat.

My parents who've always been

very honest and candid with me

about my pursuit of acting,

were like, "well, Matt, you

know, you have a situation.

And your face and your body are,

you know, of a 19-year-old,

and your hair looks 35.

For a graduation gift, we would

like you to consider

a-a toupee."

So I'm like, "okay.

I guess--go over along route 20

in upstate New York," which is

really not the place to go

shopping for hair.

In hindsight, you see now,

but I get in there, and he's

telling me this thing, "it's

a weave, and it'll be nice,

and you'll, you know--it's

made--handmade in Haiti, and

you'll really like this."

"Okay."

Anyway, it turns out obviously

that baby doc Duvalier is down

there making a mess of things,

and everyone's throwing him out

on his ass and burning

everything down.

My roommates were watching it

on the news, and they'll see

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