Mr. Jeremy Irons? I don't know exactly but perhaps it is because he has no limitations, his profound dark eyes are so telling and yet so incredibly reserved upon which at his command he can execute any series of human emotions by degrees of his own making; his overall quiet gentle intensity is tempered yet fierce, I don't know what else to say, every film I see him in, I just think to myself it can't get any better, for the most gorgeous scripts must have passed his way, I see him bathed in the afternoon light in England some where as the resplendent sheaves flow through his finger to produce an a wonderful effect upon his soul thereupon transferring the data to his calm brain to let his heart respond by the by with the will of providence for he is a celestial being! A luminary indeed!
This was exactly how one goes about adapting a book to film, the imagery, so visceral, it is as if we the audience is right there with him as he relates the tale to his students, I don't care if the infernal thing leads to a happy or sad ending, whatever or wherever Mr. Irons is, that's where I want to be...
This was exactly how one goes about adapting a book to film, the imagery, so visceral, it is as if we the audience is right there with him as he relates the tale to his students, I don't care if the infernal thing leads to a happy or sad ending, whatever or wherever Mr. Irons is, that's where I want to be...