This interview… I’m sharing it bc I feel so much second-hand embarrassment for Tom whenever I watch it which is not often but I found it again today so I’m posting it here for… reasons. He shares this story, without hardly being prompted, about cutting off the oxygen of one of his passengers while in flight (starts at 2:32). Watching it, I just keep feeling, “Tom, no, stahp plz, oh gawds… begging you… FIRST OF ALL WHY WOULD U DO THAT?? Second of all, WHY WOULD U OFFER THAT STORY UP – I can’t even with you sometimes… You are in serious need of non-sexual corporal punishment.”
But the story is a very Lestat thing to do and it’s a very Lestatuesque way to tell it, as he’s cracking up, with what can only be described as manic laughter. He keeps hiding his face probably bc he knows he’s dug himself in too deep with this story, but he has to keep going, even though he probably knows he can only make it worse.
“Looking for a way to create the character of Patrick Bateman, Christian Bale stumbled onto a Tom Cruise appearance on David Letterman.
According to director Mary Harron, Bale saw in Cruise “this very intense friendliness with nothing behind the eyes” and Bale subsequently based the character of Bateman on that.“
It reminds me of Russia in the way it’s totally the
kind of stories you can hear after the opening of a cheap bottle of vodka (it
sounds cliché but I swear I’ve seen that during the few months I stayed there) ;
“lolz we almost died/killed him it was so much fun”… EXCEPT TOM DOESN’T HAVE
THE EXCUSE OF BEING DRUNK OR RUSSIAN GODDAMMIT. I guess we can say the co-pilot
was a jerk too (since they apparently figured it too together… but also meaning
it wasn’t that dangerous?? Er, it’s still a dumb idea though). Concerning the
laugh, it is certainly… well, impressive (I’m being polite here). And to be honest,
I think he was kinda scary/manic at this time (if, as I think, the interview is
from late 90’s – mid 2000’s), even if I’m too young to remember that properly (but
you know, I did my homework).
I definitely agree with you on the lestatique attitude, the more I
think about it the more he looks like a brat for me ; sometimes charming, sometimes totally out of control,
and not thinking much about the consequences… Pretty much like Lestat, in fact.
*sigh* Why almost all my faves are
problematic as hell?? 😥
I actually really hope that he was drunk when he did this interview! It was 2004, and i know that bc he mentions his kid’s ages so I did the math based on that so we can’t say it was part of the CRAZYINLOVE that was Dating Katie Era (started in April of ‘05).
Yeah the co-pilot should get some blame too! But still. Not a good interview story, bb.
Yes my fave is problematic as hell, too, join the club, TakeMe ;A;
As I said, I don’t think he ever fully let go of Lestat. For better or worse 😛
“Looking at that from another direction, isn’t that… Attempted Manslaughter?”
There are a couple of things about current shipping culture that confuse me.
1. The focus on whether or not a pairing will become canon as a reason people should ship something or not. Do you not understand what the “transformative” part of “transformative works” means?”
2. This idea that saying “I ship that” means “I think that, as presented in canon,this is a perfect, healthy relationship that everyone should model their relationship after.”
Sometimes shipping something does mean that. Sometimes shipping something means “Person A is a trash bag who doesn’t deserve person B but I would love to explore how Person A might grow to deserve Person B.” Sometimes it means “I want these characters to live together forever in a conflict free domestic AU.” Sometimes it means “I want Person A to forever pine after Person B. Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.” And sometimes it just means you like their faces and want to see Person A and Person B bone in various configurations and universes.
Listen to your parents, kids.
This really should be one of a handful of Public Service Announcements randomly and chronically inserted into one’s dash.
its not always about sex
condoning a ship or actions in a show doesn’t mean that you’re committing to say that’s a healthy relationship?
you cannot/should not petition the writers of a show with your opinion to change the show purely to satisfy your ship.
shipping something doesn’t give you the right to shit on other people’s ships??? if you’re shipping a typical relationship and someone else wants something dark and awful just to explore those mental dimensions then fucking let them
“Oh man, I was disappointed in Lestat the first time I read the body thief also, but mostly bc he came across as a lot less intelligent than I had thought and that was a huge turnoff”
And I answered, basically, that there were a lot of extenuating circumstances, and pressure, you were under in that story… so I don’t really think it was a lack of intelligence on your part and I don’t think it’s your job to try to “turn-on” your readers/audiences with every story.
But how would you have handled that question?
It’s actually my favorite misadventure….mainly because it is really the first modern tale where it’s just myself telling the story. There is plenty of cast support, so to speak, but it’s all from my viewpoint.
I know I’ve expressed before, that every vampire is a frozen drop in an icy sea of time indefinite. I’m no exception to that rule. You bet, I love modern excess and read constantly but any self-proclaimed exclamation of genius is pure vanity.
I’m clever, that is to be certain….wily like a fox and I learn quickly but how best does anyone learn? Mistakes. I may have the body and visage of a god but like all deities in mythology, I’m fallible, baby!
I started out my life as an illiterate bumpkin! I was talented in four areas; hunting, fucking, drinking, and acting. Hardly the stuff of Hawking, Jobs, Tyson or any other modern mega-mind!
It took the Dark Gift to expand my capacity for thought and to retain knowledge. I’m a great mimic. Up until my time as a rock star, I couldn’t compose Chop Sticks if you paid me. I had no time for that, man! I was a bit busy….
Imagine now, that you take this demigod, frozen in time, suffering from post-traumatic stress due to the biggest let down of his life and set down before him, a large ‘Do Over’ button. It’s bright red and glowing in the center of the hole in his life and it says, “DO NOT PRESS THIS EVER!”
Who am I? What am I famed for? The neon signs came out, lit up like Christmas in Las Vegas telling me to do ANYTHING other than press that precise button! So of course, I smashed my fist into that son-of-a-bitch because I wanted to know! I wanted to remember what it was like! I’d tried Death and she threw me back! So how about life?
And ahh I thought I knew and remembered what it was like! I thought everything I lifted from every meal I engorged myself with made me an expert in the human condition! I was so horribly naive.
And I described how dreadful it all was! The eating, the drinking, the shitting, the paltry sex, the illness, the fragility! I could barely see! I could barely move or think clearly enough to qualify as much more than some en vogue, hunky, runway model…..no brain, all body, probably a dreadful accent! Best ogled, not heard! What was I to do with all that? I was almost that country pauper again.
I needed help and I was grateful for Gretchen, for David! Without them, I would have died…in one of the most wretchedly, abysmally common mortal ways.
This mind of mine combined with the Blood and this body is a complete package that works! Raglan didn’t do so hot inside it, if you recall?
I could describe my many attributes again but to sum it all up, I’m smarter than the average bear and I love telling a good tale but don’t let the golden fleece fall over your eyes, darling! This was an extraordinary event that happened to an otherwise ordinary guy.
*winks*
Afterword: If that disappointed you or broke your heart, then might I suggest developing a crush on my brainy squeeze, David! Or Louis? I surround myself with genius to put me in a brighter spotlight. Just don’t be in their beds when I want in. I have the jealousy of a bull in the midst of puberty.
#damn you and your perfect headcanon perfection #PERFECT JUST PERFECT #tldr #tldr i know #but seriously plz read this it is #perfection
Also, look how generous he is about sharing his toys people! “Just don’t be in their beds when I want in.” <- NOTE TAKEN.
Be kind to yourself in the year ahead.
Remember to forgive yourself, and to forgive others. It’s too easy to be outraged these days, so much harder to change things, to reach out, to understand.
Try to make your time matter: minutes and hours and days and weeks can blow away like dead leaves, with nothing to show but time you spent not quite ever doing things, or time you spent waiting to begin.
Meet new people and talk to them. Make new things and show them to people who might enjoy them.
Hug too much. Smile too much. And, when you can, love.
This idea of perpetual happiness is crazy and overrated, because those dark moments fuel you for the next bright moments; each one helps you appreciate the other.
You try to remember that as long as you can pick up our books, we can still speak to you directly. Still make you smile, still make you care, still make you cry.
These, for me, are the two most depressing paintings in western history. They were painted by post-impressionist Henry de Toulouse-Lautrec, a man who, due to inbreeding, was born with a genetic disorder that prevented his legs from growing after they were broken. After being so thoroughly mocked for is appearance, he became an alcoholic, which is what eventually caused his institutionalization and death. His only known romantic relations were with prostitutes.
And then he paints something like this which is so beautiful and tender and sentimental. It seems like the couple in bed really loves each other–cares about each other. Wakes up happy to look at each other. And I see that love and passion and I wonder how lonely he must have been. I wonder how he could paint something like this without it breaking his heart.
Maybe they say artists should create what they know, not because its unbelievable when they extend themselves beyond their experiences, but because when they pull it off with such elegance, it’s so damn unbearable to look at. I hate thinking of Lautrec, wondering about the lovers he created and knowing it was beyond his experience. Creating something that he knows is beautiful and knows he’ll never really understand.
“How to describe what humans look like to us! … you can’t imagine what it’s like for us to look on living flesh. There are those billions of colors and tiny configurations of movement, yes, that make up a living creature on whom we concentrate.
But the radiance mingles totally with the carnal scent. Beautiful, that’s what any human being is to us, if we stop to consider it, even the old and the diseased, the downtrodden that one doesn’t really “see” in the street. They are all like that, like flowers ever in the process of opening, butterflies ever unfolding out of the cocoon.“
– The Vampire Lestat
I love this quote bc it means that just being alive makes us ALL beautiful.
“Mr. Hitchcock taught me everything about cinema. It was thanks to him that I understood that murder scenes should be shot like love scenes and love scenes like murder scenes.”
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