is a different pedigree of Hollywood beast. He once did mushrooms with his cat. He has a pet octopus. He spews out sentences like, "I opened my eyes and there was a naked man wearing my leather jacket eating a Fudgesicle."
And, although he's calm and composed here as born-again Christian pilot Rayford Steele for his new flick Left Behind right now...
...The delicate slant of his sentimental brow and his major upper body rigor mortis tell me he's a mere 37 seconds away from this:
Good for you, Nic. You are never too old to throw a fit on your bed.