the blu ray should have a bonus feature speaking to the friend and she could give her thoughts on the film/knowing alicia’s mom…maybe they could have tom hollander interview her.

even better now that she’s famous maybe the friend could start a movie blog… 😉

between the mom’s friend and the nsfw trailer. i’m pretty sure, we have a film. we can already pencil into our top 10 for the year type things…

please don’t let alicia’s mom/ let alone the friend/ or heaven forbid alicia know. i may re-watch the trailer for all the wrong reasons. 😉

but i suspect harvey understands… 😉
that trailer has put the film on the map.
and what other film could inspire such articles on theplaylist ????? 😉

this award season seems to have a different vibe than recent ones/the usual ones.

the chaos surrounding films like ‘tulip fever’ is an excellent example. bring’em on.

“I was half-pretty and boyish, and a lot of gay people seemed to have influential positions in the theatre. So I went along with it, up to a point. I wasn’t trying to suggest that I slept my way to the lower-middle, no. Young people are variously desired by older people, whether they’re trying to have sex with them or not. And actors are in the market for selling their appearance. So, you’re very aware if somebody fancies you so you play up to it so that they have a nice time and you get the job. Nothing more than that.”

“Funnily enough I never thought of myself as being short. Being an actor has made me much more conscious of it than I would have been otherwise. They haven’t said it, but let’s be clear I would never have been on the list for James Bond, so I’m not labouring under that misapprehension.”

“With Valkyrie, I was excited at meeting this short superstar and was horribly disappointed to discover he was perfectly average.”

“I loved playing it because I have not been asked to just be straight like that. Corcoran in The Night Manager is more familiar … a quirky character part. Rev is the lead but he’s not a straight lead because it’s a comedy, so for me Thorne was as exciting as other actors would feel about being cast as Mad Max.”

On turning down Littlefinger: “We were doing Rev at the time and I didn’t want to. But had I been told that Game of Thrones would become the biggest show in the world … funnily enough, somebody did say ‘you should think seriously about that’ and I was ‘No, no, no’. I wasn’t particularly drawn to the wolf pelt thing. I was thinking ‘six years of wolf pelt in Belfast?’.”

“There’s a scene in Gosford Park where I eat some jam. That was a good scene.”

“They do very lovely, bright yellow scrambled eggs here.”

“Comedians are much butcher than me.”

“I had blonde hair when I was 16. I dyed it with Sun-In; I thought I looked prettier with blonde hair and eyeliner.”

“Two weeks ago I went to see the film Senna. And I was the annoying person talking to the person I was with. And somebody in front turned round and threw something at me. A scrunched up crisp packet. And I got very angry. And I threw it really hard right back at them and it hit them in the face, then he stood up and went, ‘Tom, it’s me’, and it was an old friend of mine called Chris.”

“Poor Eddie Redmayne. Just because he looks quite like a girl, he finds himself a spokesperson for the burgeoning trans movement.”

“Eddie has made a seamless transition from actor who looks like a woman to being cast as the transgender Lili Elbe in The Danish Girl, to becoming spokes-woman on behalf of all trans people (may their tribe increase). Like Brigitte Bardot: adored sex bomb, to formerly adored sex bomb, to saviour of a formerly adored pets … normally, there’s a few years of career-fade before the previously beautiful become politically active, but Eddie has magnificently leapfrogged that process.”

“Actors, who have no real sense of who they are or what they want, have long known that not just their gender but every aspect of their identity is on a spectrum. They can be anything they are asked to be. They aspire to a protean state, shape-shifting like high summer clouds. In reality, they sell their bodies and emotional lives for money. They don’t need to use phone booths; they get their pictures in magazines. And they learn early that in order to make their way in the world, it’s best to leave questions of identity to others. If that’s what you think I am, then I’m happy to oblige. (Would you like me in the doublet and hose or the french maid’s outfit?) I like to consider myself a blank cheque on which people are free to ascribe whatever value they feel appropriate.”

“For years, I was similarly accommodating when it came to my sexuality. I didn’t feel particularly gay, but I was half-pretty and boyish, and a lot of gay people seemed to have very influential positions in the theatre. So I went along with it, up to a point. And I liked the attention. Any port in a storm, as they say. Quite soon this affected the parts I got. I graduated from restoration fops to actual gay people. To date, I have pretended to be about 11 different gay men and one gay woman, essentially for financial gain. Some of the men were really straight, but I played them gay, because eventually I couldn’t help it. I could probably have paid for half of a quite modest central London one-bedroom flat on the proceeds of my work as a homosexual impersonator. Well, good for me. It’s been marvellous.”

“On the flight I sat next to a retired Hollywood producer from Santa Barbara. She would have been travelling upper class but today, owing to some kind of tier point issue, she had been downgraded to premium economy. Like your entire country, I joked. She talked about the end of the American empire and the inexorable rise of the east. Welcome, I said. Let me embrace you and gather you into the club lounge of second-rate nations.”

“I don’t have any children. And I’ve often found other people’s a bit annoying.”

Wait, I take that back. Hollander rules.