Showing posts with label William Holden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label William Holden. Show all posts

Friday, July 11, 2008

The Body, The Landscape, & The Lion

NOTE: Almost one year after the last post, this blog has come out of retirement to discuss an interesting double feature at The Film Society at Lincoln Center.

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Animals can sense when you're sincere. People often can't. I've been sincere a lot in my life, and people haven't taken that as sincerity.

-William Holden




I'm a whore, all actors are whores. We sell our bodies to the highest bidder.
-William Holden

There is a fascinating gap between William Holden's often stilted & staccato delivery (especially in something like Picnic, that's based on a play) and then, on the other hand, the completely honest and often transcendent way his body responds to other actors (in Picnic) or to being dwarfed by a landscape (in The Bridges Over Toko-Ri and other war films especially.) In The Lion, he spends the entire film performing in a way in which he seems emotionally paralyzed by the overwhelming Kenyan landscape and also by the way his small, androgynous daughter frolics with a large lion; it's awesome.