Martin Freeman is my preciousss

I already posted about Martin Freeman having to turn down the role of Bilbo in The Hobbit, but here's a bit of a new interview from today's Telegraph:

Freeman says he turned down Bilbo “with a heavy heart”, but still hopes there might be a way of resurrecting the part, dates permitting.... But, then again, he’s also a famously unstarry actor who has spent most of his post-Office career eschewing the bright lights of LA. He has admitted being “freaked out” by his first trip to Hollywood six years ago.... [c]ould he really handle being the star of potentially the biggest film ever?

He mulls this for a second. “Well,” he says, “for a start, it wouldn’t be in Hollywood [New Zealand is the likely location]. And I think Peter gives Hollywood a fairly wide berth himself. So it wouldn’t be all that Hollywoody.

“And anyway, I certainly wouldn’t be stupid enough to say that I wouldn’t do anything Hollywoody.” He pauses. “It’s just that I’m more of an Englishman, really, than a Hollywood man.”

"We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing things! Make you late for dinner!"

Oh, MARTIN. So undeniably snuggly and cuddly, yet irresistibly fuckable. What do we do with you?