I don’t want to be compared to Brad Pitt because I don’t want to, you know, disappoint anybody. Brad Pitt is an icon.
If you had known me in middle school, I was definitely not what someone would think of as Brad Pitt. That was not me. I was kind of a dork.
I play Hopkins’ daughter. Brad Pitt plays Death. He’s a very-good looking Death. With him, dying isn’t so bad.
I knew very early on that I wasn’t Brad Pitt.
For years, friends in Springfield, Missouri, have remarked on the physical resemblance between Brad Pitt and his only brother, Doug. But the two share a deeper similarity: their commitment to charitable causes.
It’s funny when people say you have sex appeal or call you the next Brad Pitt. I just laugh. I’m not that. I don’t want to be that.
Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie are ridiculous-looking – especially her. They’re so strange and charismatic and weird. It’s pretty hard to take your eyes off them.
Well, one of my favorite ones to work on – besides just about any scene from ‘Deadwood’ – was my scene with Brad Pitt in ‘Assassination of Jesse James’. That was just a fun day.
I have unqualified admiration for Brad Pitt.
I’m not Brad Pitt or George Clooney. Those guys walk into a room and the room changes. I think there’s something more… not average, but everyman about me.
I’m 5 foot 7, and I’ve got pasty white skin. I don’t think I’m ugly, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not your classic lead man, Brad Pitt guy.
In the Fifties, my parents were known as ‘America’s sweethearts’. Their pictures graced the covers of all the newspapers. They were the Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston of their day.
I’ve worked with Jack Warner and Jimmy Stewart – and Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, and Johnny Depp twice. I’ve had dinners with Fred Astaire and Cary Grant.
I went to L.A. to be Brad Pitt; now I just want to be Gene Hackman. I came to Nashville to be Kenny Chesney. I’d be very fortunate to be George Strait.
I’m clearly not Brad Pitt, and I’m never going to be Brad Pitt.
I have no problem with commitment – you can’t have a real relationship without it. I can flip on a switch in my brain, and even if the next Brad Pitt is standing next to me, I won’t look at him. But I can also turn that switch off, and then I collect attractive boys.