You know where you hope this Ford Escort will take you, but you don’t know for sure…..
but it doesn’t matter, because Tom Hardy is driving it and let’s be honest, you didn’t even ask where it was going because you don’t care because it’s TOM HARDY.
Fagin is described as "disgusting" to look at. He is the leader of a group of children, the Artful Dodger and Charley Bates among them, whom he teaches to make their livings by pickpocketing and other criminal activities in exchange for a roof over their heads. A distinguishing trait is his constant—and thoroughly insincere—use of the phrase "my dear" when addressing others. At the time of the novel, he is said by another character, Monks, to have already made criminals out of "scores" of children who grow up to live—or die—committing the same crimes as adults.
Bill Sikes is one of Dickens's most vicious characters and a very strong force in the novel when it comes to having control over somebody or harming others. He is portrayed as a rough and barbaric man. He is a career criminal associated with Fagin, and an eventual murderer. He is very violent and aggressive, prone to sudden bursts of extreme behaviour.
::cackles and falls over::
Of course, lascivious innuendo was made and I balked at the comments because that is what I am supposed to do but, then, I took a second look at the picture and well...I am not happy. It's all wrong on so many levels.
- He's too young
- It is Highly Unprofessional
- He's too young
- It is HIGHLY UNPROFESSIONAL
- The spork to eye ratio is quite likely
- IT IS HIGHLY UNPROFESSIONAL
- He is too young
- etc etc etc whatever
I'm obviously fighting a losing battle on many fronts. It's time to try my hand at cutting my own throat with a 45 RPM.
At first glance, he looks more like an IT guy who works out a lot. He even has the perfect name for a game show host. If you look a little deeper you’ll see he’s a 33yr old actor from Hammersmith. Dig around a little more and you might actually recognize him.
According to IMDB he made his feature debut in 2001 with a bit part in Ridley Scott’s Black Hawk Dawn. You may have recognized Hardy in Guy Ritchie’s RocknRolla when Hardy played Handsome Rob, the ladies man/tough guy with a secret. That may trigger memories of his small role in Lawyer Cake. He also appeared in last year’s blockbuster Inception. Hardy’s excellent supporting work as Eames was one of the puzzle pieces that made Inception work.
It started to see Hardy’s face everywhere. Was he just the latest actor we love to see in movies? Was he the latest import in Hollywood> America has an ongoing obsession with great actors from across the pond. Christian Bale is the best Batman we’ve had yet, Daniel Crag has taken over as Bond, Orlando Bloom fought Pirates and Orcs for years, Idris Elba continues to amaze audiences, Ralph Fiennes continues to be Ralph Fiennes, Colin Firth gives Oscar performances, even Professor X and Magneto are played by Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen
Tom, for his part, works on his craft. By 2010, he passed the “Oh I didn’t know he was in this movie” test when you’re excited to see him onscreen. Part of me wondered if he the gene that all great actors have – that gene that allows them to carry movies. I’m not talking about delivering lines off a script. I’m talking about that extra “glow” actors have that won’t allow you to look away from the screen. In today’s short attention span society, an actor having that charisma is needed. Could audiences watch Hardy onscreen for two hours without wanting to look away?
My biggest fear was Tom Hardy being dropped into some poorly written Rom-Coms and never being seen again……………………then I saw Bronson.
In 2009, Hardy starred in a gritty tale of a prisoner with the nickname Charles Bronson. Bronson tells the story of Michael Peterson, a man who spends 30 years in solitary confinement during his time in prison. During that time he’s adopted the alter ego Charlie Bronson.
What stood out in this film was not how good the movie was, but the compelling performance that Tom Hardy gave. I almost didn’t recognize the guy I’d previously seen in movies the past four years. He played a hard-nosed, sometimes psychotic, inmate and also was able to deliver very theatrical narrations on stage with so much grace. It was like watching an actor who’s ambidextrous. I cannot overstate how outstanding his performance was. Tom Hardy passed the not looking away test with flying colors. He’s becoming the actor I wish more people knew about.
For those who don’t’ know, you’ll be seeing Tom Hardy very soon in the following:
Warrior: He plays a mixed martial artist in this drama about two brothers who meet in the octagon.
The Wettest Country in the World: Hardy acts alongside Shia Labeouf, Gary Oldman, and Guy Pearce in this crime drama about bootleggers in the American South.
The Dark Knight Rises: He plays Bane. Enough said.
Mad Max: He’ll play the lead role in the new version of 1979 classic Mad Max.
The argument against Tom Hardy: We haven’t seen enough of him. I’d say I haven’t seen a lot of him, but, the more I see him, the more I like him. He’s been fantastic in every movie I’ve seen him in. There are a handful of working actors I can say that about right now. Who’s Tom Hardy? The short answer, he’s one of the most versatile young actors in Hollywood today. Get to know him.
In the meantime, here's a couple of photies of Tom Hardy, one very Cadmusian in black leather and pale skin. The other is very tribal, which Cadmus most definitely has no problems submitting himself to the chaotic realm of tribal rites and ritual. It's insane how this boy can transform himself.
I wrote the folks at Malaprops about a possible reading gig for The Chalice. Now that I have the ability to go home, I'll have the chance to be more proactive with the Malaprops. I can get in their faces. :)
I still haven't heard back from the judge. Diane said it took her about a month before she heard anything, then she she was approved. I'm trying to take the high road here, but I'm still pessimistic about it. It's just my nature.
It's the weekend, which means movie time. Nothing comes on during the weekend, so Aunt Tudi watch move after move until we pass out. Right now, we're watching Mr. Brooks, then Needful Things. Of course, I'll have to get my Tom Hardy fix and watch Nemesis. Inception is out of the question because it causes Aunt Tudi an atrocious headache. I'll have to go to the bedroom and watch that with the headphones one so as not to bother her.
I may take a nap first. I'm cold so I need to get warm.
On Facebook, I was befriended by Tom Hardy. I'm pretty sure it's not the real Tom Hardy, but you just never know about things like this. I have a perfect example: my relationship with Barry Andrews, which began online with doubts about who he really was until I spoke with him on the telephone. Shortly after I was befriended by "Tom," someone posted a link to a clip from Sergeant Slaughter: My Big Brother, where Tom Hardy is naked ~ full frontal. I was horrified. Of course, I didn't click the link because I never wanted to see Tom Hardy naked. He's aligned with the character of Cadmus Pariah. There's a fair amount of modesty that surrounds that affiliation. Shortly after the link was posted, "Tom Hardy" poked me. Gawd. No. I backed far away from the embarrassing situation and began to lurk on FB, claiming to be Woefully Horrified. Which I was. I still am. And why? I opened a link in an email from a friend and it led me to that movie clip, so I accidentally saw it anyway. I've been pouring bleach on my eyes ever since.
I had a long bout with insomnia and migraines. My mind raced with snippets of songs and commercial jingles until my head began to burst with pain. This lasted over a week, and it caused me to experience Space Madness while I was up during the day. My Lyrica prescription finally arrived and I was then able to sleep without being plagued by a racing mind. I slept over nine hours last night. 'Twas glorious!
Tomorrow, I'm going to force myself to open up my The Harming Tree file, and write at least 1000 words. Cadmus shadows my every move on a psychic level. B has felt it too. After over 10 years of this happening, I wasn't surprised when it happened today. I was speaking of Cadmus to Aunt Tudi earlier today and I immediately got an email from B. I can't count how many times this has happened, as it is innumerable. So yeah, I need to feed the demon so he'll quieten down. B was needing the jpegs of his Vile Homunculus. He said the creature had work to do. Seems his own demon demands feeding too.
At night, I've been watching the movie Inception. The film is brilliant. I've long been a proponent of dreams and how they can be manipulated lucidly, so this film is right up my alley. The only problem is that it's too loud on our TV in the living room, so I've been watching it with headphones on the little TV. I can clearly hear the dialogue and follow the plot despite the explosions and gunfire. Quite simply, the film is brilliant. It should have won the Oscar. I believe that Christopher Nolan was robbed. And I'm not jut saying that because Tom Hardy was in it. Anyone could have played his role and been a part of the whole that made up the core group of the movie. I'm just glad it was Tom Hardy. I like to watch him act. It only further convinces me that he's the one to play Cadmus. Oh, and I've learnt that he wore a nose piece for his role in Shinzon. His nose is much straighter and has a slight knob to it in Nemesis than it does in his other movies. If he played Cadmus, he would keep his own nose.
I have not written today. I have slept instead. I was up late last night, all excited over Khanada's version of the artwork for the second edition of The Chalice. Sophie also has some plans for the The Harming Tree, which I won't mention here. It'll be up to her to mention that first, then I shall reveal it here. It's exciting to have a group of people excited about my work. Cadmus Pariah is truly hearted, I can tell you that. Later on, I shall probably write, hopefully finishing or coming close to finishing up 'The Last Acolyte.'
Right now, I'm watching Manhunter, with its ethereal use of Shriekback music to enhance the atmosphere of the serial killer movie. Who knew such a gently sad song like "Evaporation" would end up in a movie about a vicious killer?
I blame Barry and his Brother Alexander Leviticus Stick for my paranaoia.
Tudi: Ugh...Tom Hardy. The man looks like he's botox'd his lips.
Tin: Whaaat? You're insane!
Tudi: No I'm not! He probably got his lips botox'd a long time ago to help his acting career.
Tin: Oh shut up, he did not.
Tudi: How do you know?
Tin: He didn't have the money for something like that when he first got started and his lips were the same then.
Tudi: Well maybe he gave out favours to get the money.
Tin: You're rude. You're a peepy squeaky little bug (quoting Tommy Jefferson from Harry's Law)
Tudi: (laughs) Don't go all Tommy Jefferson on me, just because you can't handle the truth.
Tin: The man is the closest approximation to Cadmus as I can get and you're insulting him.
Tudi: Oh, I think he'd make a great Cadmus. Cadmus is ugly, too.
Tin: He most certainly is not! One of his greatest powers is his uncanny beauty!
Tudi: He's ugly. He's an ugly monster who kills people.
Tin: That's it! If my movie is ever made, you will never see it.
Tudi: You can't stop me! There are theatres all over this country.
Tin: I'll stop you if I have to hog-tie you and put you in a basement somewhere.
Tudi: Oh that'll look good in the news. "Author arrested for hog-tying aunt and putting her in a basement to prevent her from seeing the movie made from her book." That's just great.
Tin: Shut up.
Last night, I posted a picture of Tom Hardy as Shinzon. This picture in fact.
One of my Facebook friends made mention that the picture was not one of Barry Andrews. O_O Does Tom Hardy look like Barry Andrews?! I realise a lot of people think that all bald men look alike, but good god on a popsicle stick, I can't bear to think about that. He's my primary choice to play Cadmus and, yes, Cadmus was deeply influenced more by my irrational fears of Barry Andrews thanks to an overactive imagination, but still. Am I that blind? It's kind of put a damper on my enthusiasm about The Singing Tree because I was drawing more from Tom Hardy for a human Cadmus than I was Barry Andrews. Not saying B isn't human, god no. He's a good soul. I love him dearly. It's just that I've seen more expression in Tom Hardy's eyes than in Barry's, his being an actor and all, and that bespeaks a humanity that Cadmus has not yet come to grips with, but is learning and will learn more with each consecutive companion. So here's a little poll. Please be honest and comment on your decision if you feel a need to. Maybe I'm too close to the situation to "get it." I don't know. I need the help of objective souls.
I've also added a picture of Mr. Andrews for those who aren't sure what he looks like (like stacye13).
It's funny that I addressed Cadmus' sexuality yesterday and this morning I discovered that Tom Hardy mentioned experimenting sexually as a young man. The overlap is gratifying to me and makes what I'm trying to do here all the more enjoyable and realistic for me. Cadmus will be taking both female and male companions and he will be doing more than hunting with them. There's all manner of debauchery in store, if I have my way, all involving blood, of course.
In the meantime, I want to try to finish the first story of Isobel today. The next story in collection will the tale of Artus, a young mortal taken under Cadmus' dark wing and taught the art of the Vampire. Needless to say, it will end badly but, I hope, deliciously.
And then it dawns on me that Cadmus, even though an unequivocal product of his father's very existence, is my child. Every perversion, every profanity, every act of sadism, every manipulation came slithering out of my brain and onto paper or into Word. When he whispers to his victims, it's me whispering. When he rends the flesh of his father, it's me holding the knife. When he holds Faust hostage (a story yet to written down) and visits such delicious suffering upon the young vampire for the duration of the Summer of Sam, it's me devising the next torture session, all for the Blood.
I realised something the other day, thanks to Clive Barker. I was about halfway through Mister B. Gone when I read this passage:
That makes me wonder ----- the idea of me telling you makes me wonder. What do I sound like in your head? Did you give me the voice of somebody you've always hated, or someone you love?
Oh wait, do I sound like you? No, do I? That would be weird, that would be so weird. it'd be like I didn't really exist, except in your head.
I'd never thought about it before, but every villain I ever read, every creature of questionable alignment or dark seduction sounds like Cadmus. Someone who knows me only marginally well may read this and think, "Oh, she hears Barry in her head when reading certain characters." But that's not true. Cadmus is similar in some ways to B, but he doesn't sound like Barry.
(LOL! I just noticed that the demon in Clive Barker's is named what I most usually call B ~ another Shriek-Barker collaboration in the rotted truffle I call a brain. Have you noticed how black truffles look like brains? And we eat them. Could it be that we're devouring tree brains, that the object of our cravings makes those of us who can afford such delicacies arboreal neurovores? I'm drifting...)
I have Cadmus speaking in my head on a regular basis, yet it's me giving him the breath to do so. I'm a terrible person. I should be committed and decked in the best refinery a madhouse has to offer, the tightest straitjacket with the rustiest buckles, so the straps can't slip. But on to happier ponderings regarding this terrible creature that resides in my brainmeats.
Yes, Billy Zane could be a good candidate for Cadmus Pariah, should my book ever be made into a film (that is, assuming it ever bloody gets published, the prospects of which are looking bleak at best). But he's not the best choice for a few reasons: he's too big. Cadmus is on the small side. I actually pegged him as being smaller than B, but I found out that B was actually smaller than I thought. Imagine my horror. Barry could and should play Cadmus, regardless of age. Being a living Vampire, Cadmus does age, and can age at varying speeds depending on his hunger. If starved, the years can catch up with him, thus the reason for his being very keen on maintaining a high level of satiety. He doesn't have to be young or even middle-aged (like B). He could be elderly, although that wouldn't be ideal. Barry appears younger than he actually is (because he's a Vampire, I just know it), so it could work. Barring B taking the role of Cadmus, there are two other ideal people, one of whom is an American, so he'd have to work on not necessarily a British accent, but an indefinable European accent. That would be Ed Kowalczyk of Live fame. He fairly evokes the damned spirit of Cadmus in this video.
and, again, in this one:
Every move the man makes is like a word in some unspeakable poetry. Take Philly out of him and replace it with the embodiment of Europe, and we'd have Cadmus incarnate, I swear. If that didn't work, the next best person would be Tom Hardy. His work in bringing Shinzon to life in Star Trek: Nemesis is nothing short of miraculous. And, no, the irony of the movie's title isn't lost on me.
His voice and accent are pretty much perfect for the role of Cadmus. If I could combine Ed and Tom, I'd be a happy filmmaker, even though I'm far from ever being capable of making a decent film. I would have to trust my producers and director(s), and hope they wouldn't cast Tom Cruise in any role in The Chalice. If that happened, it would become public knowledge that I'm capable of the atrocities attributed to dear Cadmus in the book.
In the meantime, please somebody explain to me why you think Cadmus is attractive. Sure, he's attractive to the other characters in the novel, but I don't see how he could be anything but reprehensible to those of us in the "real world." I don't understand the motivation behind it. Enlighten me. I beg you.