I base jumped off the Jesus statue in Rio de Janeiro.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I went to a Christian all-boys' college one time to pick up my buddies so we could go play baseball, and I just remember walking through the halls, and there's all these crucified Jesuses. It's scary.
I jumped off a cliff backwards for 'I Am Number Four,' which was pretty cool. I'd never done that before. It took seven takes from different angles and luckily there were no injuries. I came close, though. My head nearly hit the rock at one point.
I fell from the sky. I'm a parachutist, and I missed my mark.
I'm delighted. I don't know of anybody who had a statue built of them while they were living. It's a great feeling.
Many people first encounter Jesus during childhood when they are suddenly confronted by a horrifying statue of a man nailed to a cross, and this is often a most unfortunate and repulsive beginning.
My family took me to church when I was like 4 years old, and I had to be in a pageant, and I was playing Jesus.
On 9/11, that morning, I was in a Christian Dior Couture appointment at the Hotel Pierre.
Jesus got me through the slums without getting murdered. I just walked with him as though he were really there and not a spirit just floating around.
I've got a statue of St. Francis in my front yard, and I'm not even a practicing Catholic.
I took up scuba diving, and my next big thing is BASE jumping.