Back then, I was very egoistic and believed in how I felt for a moment.
At that time, it was true that I felt that JUDE LAW was ugly at that moment.
Two or three years later, I watched Sherlock Folmes, and I believe some of the principles about my eyes or my brain about appearance must have changed.
Because I saw the brilliance in JUDE LAW that I hadn't seen before.
At a time when everyone said he was no longer shining.
About BOSIE.
I have read, over and over again, the letters Wilde wrote to him in prison.
I know he is selfish, indifferent, with the madness and paranoia of his surname in his blood. He had left himself for pleasure when Wilde was sick, he was extravagant, he had no mercy for Wilde who was in prison because of him, and he had not spoken to him for two years.
But Wilde wrote him such a long, long and tender love language. I saw Wilde's complaints, and I saw his inextricable love for BOSIE.
But I can't see such a person, where is the place worth being loved.
JUDE LAW is a very strange actor.
I rarely find a good-looking photo of him, his vivid expression of thinking as he speaks, his fingers, his moving gestures, his sighing tail.
I don't know if the camera is intentional. If so, the camera must not be able to bear such vividness constantly displayed in front of its own eyes.
The best part of JUDE LAW is in his images captured by these tough cameras. in his performance.
Through his performance, I can fully understand why Wilde could not extricate himself from BOSIE more than 100 years ago.
Wilde loves beauty so much; he once said that mistakes made in beautiful things should be forgiven infinitely; his works represent aestheticism.
And BOSIE, JUDE LAW's BOSIE, himself, is a kind of beauty.
Obviously ruthless, but has the most affectionate eyes. He spoke vicious language, but his lips seemed to be waiting to be kissed. There are obvious flaws in the spirit, capricious, ruthless and affectionate, but just because you have seen his affection, you will believe that his ruthlessness is only temporary.
Wilde was repeatedly tortured by him in this staggered repetition.
Constantly want to leave, but come back the next second.
We can't say that he just loved Wilde's money, but just the overwhelming sense of glory that comes with being around Wilde.
The English version of "Salome" he translated for Wilde is equally brilliant, but if you have to compare it with the original... In fact, in the entire nineteenth century, how many people can compare with Wilde?
Eh, I can't help but speak for him. Really fascinated.
Looking at JUDE LAW's BOSIE, there is no doubt about Wilde's love.
It's just that his love is not what he said about Plato, the love of a knowledgeable old man for a young, energetic young man.
He once said that mistakes made in beautiful things should be infinitely tolerant.
He was just doing what he said.
For Wilde, BOSIE is his best work, the most authentic work, and he uses him to realize his pursuit of aesthetics.
JUDE LAW exemplifies this completely.
He said with his whole body and mind, I am so perfect, how can you bear to refuse, how can you bear to leave, how can you not love?
But how can this be true love?
I don't want to draw conclusions, but in real life, we use others to achieve what we want, whether it's visible money or invisible self-realization.
When Verlaine met Rambo, Rambo had nothing.
Verlaine said, I will take care of your life.
Lanbo asked back, what about me? Light up your barren life?
We are constantly looking for the perfect rhetoric for what we need. The more noble people are, the more they know how to find the most perfect one.
Some truths are understood from the beginning, but after a long time, they are constantly whitewashed by themselves and others, and the lies are told like ideals in the end.
About JUDE LAW.
In the end, I just want to say that there are good-looking skins everywhere, and a skin that is so good-looking and not stupid for acting is not so easy to find.
About acting.
He undoubtedly owns GIFT. But rather than seeing acting as his GIFT, I'd rather see it as the GIFT he gave us.
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