It’s hilarious that we live in a society that will shame you for how much sex you have and for the junk food you eat. Like, wow, how dare you eat delicious foods and have orgasms, you’re a monster. Enjoy your miserable life filled with pleasures.
hannibal’s milkshake is made from all the boys in the yard
I’m doing an internet research in greek articles on Mads Mikkelsen and I found this (beautifully titled as “the legend of Mads Mikkelsen”, taken from the Greek translation of Michael Kohlhaas being “the Legend of Michael Kohlhaas”), so I thought I should translate:
I try to imagine something similar to “American Idol” with actors, and Mads Mikkelsen being a participant. To have ten actors come out before him and interpret the same scene, a scene from “Hannibal” for example. Possibly, a dialogue with Will Graham. They may highlight all the right words, have the right body language, be scary, be majestic, to make everything right. And then it’s time for Mads Mikkelsen to enter, and just stand on stage. In situ, you forget everything, because suddenly you care only about that guy. Some people just have IT .
Mads Mikkelsen has gravity. He may simply stand and stare, and the audience cares. We want to know more. His look (glance) is both melancholic and crafty. He is impressive but not a cartoonish giant. And he has this strange indefinable accent that is as not a mother tongue, as if he he speaks something else, as if he is from somewhere else.