“Niki, my darling, I thought about you all last night. That’s more or less how a love letter begins. Isn’t it, Niki? ” – Norman Harris
source: Screencap from movie
UPDATE 07/16/2016: I have been living in the US for the last 20 years but I come back to my native Turkey every summer to visit my family. I am currently in Izmir, my hometown, enjoying my family, the food, the sun, and the blue waters of my beloved Aegean sea! And I can’t help think of a Damian Lewis movie that, in fact, starts in my hometown! So, this re-post is just inevitable today…
I am so in the mood for writing about something romantic! So I have been thinking about all Damian Lewis characters to choose one that would fit the bill. And… Voila! Norman Harris is the winner, for me, as the most romantic character Damian brought to us so far.
Brides is a subtle, sad and beautiful story of impossible love between Norman Harris, an American photographer, and Niki Douka, a Greek seamstress. It is also a moving tale of women that need to put tradition, duty and sacrifice before love. The central love story as well as the subplots resonate strongly with me; however, I choose to focus on Norman and Niki’s love story in this post. Continue reading “Most Romantic Damian Lewis character? I Vote for Norman Harris in Brides”
The long wait is finally over! Our Kind of Traitorfinally hit US theaters in limited release on July 1 and I was able to catch one of the first screenings in NY. It was an exciting experience to see Damian Lewis for the first time on big screen and I am happy to report I LOVED the movie. But again I love my movies slow-cooking and artsy with flawed characters that come across as puzzles. I love spending two hours in a movie theater figuring out the puzzles as the story unfolds on screen.
A very dark episode revolving around a funeral with the most wonderfully perfect comic scene expertly inserted just where you’d want it and need it to be. That one scene, the fake fight between Axe and Dollar Bill, was something straight out of the golden age of slapstick comedy. Absolutely Laurel and Hardy, Three Stooges, Chaplin, and Buster Keaton territory. And no one goes there any more! Hm, an idea for a future post perhaps? Slapstick Reborn via Billions. *making a note*
The Axelrods are out for dinner. Baseball is yet again a topic of discussion. Last episode we had Mike Tiexiera guesting and now Bobby wants Dean to justify why he thinks the ’27 Yankees baseball team is the best of all time. Bobby suddenly decides the kids can have ice cream which Lara isn’t so sure about until she realises why Bobby distracted them.
Their car has been graphited with less than flattering words one of which is ‘pigs’. Lara says it is getting worse and Bobby says “it is only just starting.”
Source: Showtime
Bobby is playing pool and narrates to Lara what he is doing. There is then a discussion with revelations about Bobby’s state of mind. “It only counts if it goes where I want it to”. Lara is concerned because “you don’t usually think about missing.”
Bobby talks about them protecting the kids. Lara wants to go away for a while, but Bobby is adamant that no one is chasing them from their home or him from his work. Bobby might want to start listening to Lara. When he traded on 9/11 the only person he had to even consider taking the brunt of the consequences was himself. Now, he has a wife and two kids.
Okay cats and kittens, time to start gingerly testing the waters of a topic that’s been back-burnered for months (if not years?). Why back-burned, you ask? Because it’s a topic where I veer wildly away from my blog mates. For me, the sum of Carrie and Brody was greater than the parts. (We wouldn’t care as much if that weren’t the case, would we?) That said, you wouldn’t need to put a gun to my head to get an answer for whom I loved more: I will always say Carrie, then and now.
Horror of horrors I know, admitting such a thing on a fan blog devoted to all things Damian Lewis. Thus, since here I am on this blog, professing my love for all things Damian, it turns out, my allegiances regarding Homeland are a topic I veer wildly away from not just my blog mates but a lot of fans of the show, at least those fans staunchly divided along the written-in-the-sand line between love for Brody/Damian vs love for Carrie/Claire. Let it henceforth be known, in the Homeland universe, in the measure of my affection and allegiance, above them all is Damian Lewis, then Carrie Mathison, then Claire Danes, and lastly Nicholas Brody. Can you tell I’ve given this a lot of thought? More than you can possibly imagine.
