Showing posts with label false identities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label false identities. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Questions for a hypothetical conversation with Steve Coogan

This is the face he would make during the interview.

  1. Having built up and torn down many characters, some of them over the course of decades, do you ever find yourself slipping into them accidentally, in your mind?
  2. Do you think of yourself as a character, noticing your own traits and the way that you speak and walk and dress and so forth? Does thinking about how to be different characters make you more self-conscious? Is this how you ended up playing versions of yourself professionally?
  3. Do you prefer playing characters you've created, or is it more relaxed to let someone else write you a part which you can then leave behind when the project's over, eg Roderick the water rat? (Could you ever accidentally slip into Roderick?)
  4. Are there aspects of your characters that are aspirational? Do you wish you knew as much about wasps as Tommy Saxondale, for example? Do you wish you were as emotionally resilient as Alan? (Or maybe you do have these things? Would you be able to help me with the raccoons in my shed?)
  5. Do you ever wish people would stop laughing and just take you seriously for once?

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Robot Owen Wilson is Freaking Me Out


One day I will forget what humans look like and just go around hugging mailboxes and shaking hands with trees all day. Doesn't sound too bad.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Whoopsum Leap

By accident today my computer thinks it is American and I suddenly get aaaaall the TV.

Shhhh.


It could disappear at any moment, so I am quickly absorbing much Quantum Leap. They must have really wanted that sucker to get pickup, because the Bakula spends 3/4 of the first episode with no shirt on, looking quite Harrison-Ford-y, actually, although with roughly 6x the eyebrows.

UPDATE, 4pm:


I am sure no good will come of this.