You Can't Stop What's Coming: James McAvoy Needs No Atonement With Me
James came very early to my awards but we’re still setting-up and he ends up waiting *just outside*.
Despite how he looks, he’s not selling so please, back off!
A Brief History of Me & Mr. McAvoy:
Leto Atreides II. Children of Dune. Begin the Beguine, the affair begins. James gives his character and the TV mini-series a noble poise that is needed but probably undeserved by the proceedings. The final scene of him running and running forever in the desert until the end, whenever that may be, leaves the romantic in me just so very affected.
Joe MacBeth. ShakespeaRe-Told. James displays that he knows how to “overcook” a character. I take the meal he is serving and leave complimenting the chef: “he is definitely aware how a great old actor survives in the trade.”
Mr. Tumnus, the Faun. The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. My first experience of seeing James relegated to the sidelines legitimately. I leave the theater wanting to send him a new swear jar and a bank full of coins while at the same time, concocting ways to revive dear Tilda.
Steve. Shameless. Back to TV-land. I watch James go after a girl. I watch James have sex with a girl (his future wife). I watch James send the girl’s bad dad to France as a lesson. Such a charmer.
Rory O’Shea. Inside I’m Dancing. James is in a wheelchair. Oh well, at least he gets to tell off a lot of people who won’t get out of bed.
Dr. Nicholas Garrigan. The Last King of Scotland. I start having to live with the fact that the rest of the world wants me to share. Forrest Whitaker takes several souvenir pieces “off” of James. James makes my movie season-ending list as one of “ The Favored Few in Lead Performances.”
Brian Jackson. Starter for 10. James returns to a smaller production. He can still play a teenager. Everything is easy to watch. No big challenge. We leave finding out how he might react to a seduction (“No, maaaaaaan.”).
Tom Lefroy. Becoming Jane. James in a lightweight biopic. Anne Hathaway is now too American to be British. Let’s leave it at that. I know I did.
Hal. Strings. James gives a “wooden” performance. Har, har, har. Shut up.
Robbie Turner. Atonement. That typewriting scene. He tempts me. He tempts me.
Where This Affair Will Take Us:
Max. Penelope. James has to share screen time with Christina Ricci (good!) and Reese Witherspoon (bad!) in Reese Witherspoon’s Penelope. I’m watching it.
Wesley. Wanted. James is Eminem and Angelina Jolie is Halle Berry. But oh wait! It’s not faithful to the graphic novel and has Morgan Freeman (and many others) in a movie-specific role. Plus: FATE! Oh dear. Please let James and Angie be the bad-asses their characters are meant to be and let the bullets fly! Wait, “enforcer of justice”? Oh dear indeed…….
And That's That.
Still another week of waiting? I f*ck this room!!!