I love your writing, alway have. This is no exception. Although I really gotta disagree with you regarding Heaven's Gate. I'd always heard what a horrible film it was until years later when I watched what I guess was the full version, and thought it was incredible. Especially Sam Waterston's psychotic performance. Thanks for writing this.
1) this 2-parter has one of the best headlines of all time. 2) the subject brings out some of your truly top-shelf impressionism: "You want to hear that nasty, cackling laugh and watch the smoke pouring through his teeth, eyes like shiny black slits, smile lines like a dozen parentheses up each cheek." JH's corpus probably merits two more installments (I mean, his early role as Thomas More's wormy Judas in "A Man For All Seasons," his human-emphysema take on Cold War spymaster Control in the remake of "Tinker, Tailor, et al.," and "The Shout" for chrissakes. (btw: Steve Coogan does a hilarious John Hurt, briefly becoming something between a turtle and a landed fish gasping for air.) Hurt gives so much and asks so little.
Amazing, as it always-always-always is, but almost a little bit disarming when you get into things that can't be murdered humorously with your wit and wordsy ways, a bit like watching a very skilled sniper whom you've become accustomed watching pluck buttershot-drunk krauts from tree groves or hedgerows suddenly stand up and deliver a passionate speech about, like, how great Charles Loughton was on an old-timey radio murder that nobody alive ever got to hear. And you are correct--two weeks is just mean.
I love your writing, alway have. This is no exception. Although I really gotta disagree with you regarding Heaven's Gate. I'd always heard what a horrible film it was until years later when I watched what I guess was the full version, and thought it was incredible. Especially Sam Waterston's psychotic performance. Thanks for writing this.
1) this 2-parter has one of the best headlines of all time. 2) the subject brings out some of your truly top-shelf impressionism: "You want to hear that nasty, cackling laugh and watch the smoke pouring through his teeth, eyes like shiny black slits, smile lines like a dozen parentheses up each cheek." JH's corpus probably merits two more installments (I mean, his early role as Thomas More's wormy Judas in "A Man For All Seasons," his human-emphysema take on Cold War spymaster Control in the remake of "Tinker, Tailor, et al.," and "The Shout" for chrissakes. (btw: Steve Coogan does a hilarious John Hurt, briefly becoming something between a turtle and a landed fish gasping for air.) Hurt gives so much and asks so little.
Amazing, as it always-always-always is, but almost a little bit disarming when you get into things that can't be murdered humorously with your wit and wordsy ways, a bit like watching a very skilled sniper whom you've become accustomed watching pluck buttershot-drunk krauts from tree groves or hedgerows suddenly stand up and deliver a passionate speech about, like, how great Charles Loughton was on an old-timey radio murder that nobody alive ever got to hear. And you are correct--two weeks is just mean.
now i gotta see "the Hit"
as well: fateful intersection of your 2 soaring ❤️'s Hurt and Bale
(joannie loves chachi?😜)