He doesn’t see himself leaving Belgium. He lives in a flat in Borgerhout, a lively, multi-cultural area of Antwerp, with his girlfriend of three years, Alexandra Schouteden, a law student and model. He goes to the gym and plays football, and is also working on a documentary about a childhood friend. Despite making a joke at Cannes about being the next Rambo (‘Last week they called me for Rambo 34. I said I will do it if I get 35 and 36 as well’), he dismisses any notion of being typecast as a brooding, muscle-bound anti-hero. ‘It’s a matter of making good choices with the roles you pick. Of course, every once in a while some-thing comes my way that requires a certain physicality, but most of the time the parts are pretty diverse.’ He stubs out his cigarette and squares his shoulders. ‘I’m happy that people don’t just think of me as some big, physical guy. They know I can act, too.’