I Think It's Somebody Else's Job To

The Thing That Drives Me Nuts Is When I Get Stopped In A Crowded Place, And They Look At Me And Say, 'who Are You?' I Don't Know If They're Friends Or Fans, And I Say, 'i'm Annabella Sciorra', And They Say, 'what Have You Done?' So I Start To Give Them My Resume. It's So Embarrassing.

I'm Always Really Surprised By People Who Are Comfortable Revealing All Of Their Secrets On Tv Or In A Magazine. It's Actually Quite Shocking To Me.

I Feel That I've Worked With A Lot Of Interesting People, And I Have No Regrets. I'm Just Curious About What I Might Have Done If I'd Had People In My Life Then Who Did Explain What The Publicity Game Was.

Press Junkets Are Incredibly Annoying. You Sit In A Chair For Three To Six Hours And Have Different Journalists Shuttle In For Three Minutes At A Time, Asking Cheesy Movie Questions To Get A Quick Sound Bite - And That's Their Only Objective. You Can't Really Move Or Eat. You're Just Stuck There. It's Pressure, Constant Pressure.

I Think It's Somebody Else's Job To Decide What My Image Is.