You know, friends, we walk a thin precarious line as fans of a real life man. Of course, there is the contingent of fans who send this real life man all kinds of nice things in the mail (start the vid at about 3:00 to see what I’m talking about). And there is the contingent of fans, particularly on this blog, who can’t stop talking about Damian’s projects, imagining new projects for him, postulating character development, the way he has developed the characters given to him, the way we can develop character in our own writing, not to mention forensically examining the positioning of his feet dependent on the role (but, I know, that last one is just me…)
The thin line comes in when we start to talk about him as a romantic lead. Because, squee, it’s all too much, isn’t it? Seeing him in certain cable-ready circumstances: a bucolic cabin in the woods, a seedy hotel room, drunken parking lot, codpieces un-retouched by Puritanism, etc. etc. We have the utmost respect for him as an actor and as a man. So, when we enter a certain territory, there is an..ahem…danger of going too far, no? All of this to say: we are all anxiously awaiting Damian’s return to cable. Billions, a show airing on Showtime? Our imagination is aflutter. The fantasy lives large, friends, and it burns vivid.
