Just as long as you stand, stand by me
Augh. My heart actually physically hurt reading this, you guys:
Though I hadn't seen him in over twenty years...
It just. Makes me think of time. Memory and losing touch and reconnection, how surreal it all is sometimes. And loss. The way that stories can tell the truth so much, sometimes, that it aches.
And this part:
It’s easy to forget how satisfying it is to create a character, to discover something magnificent in a script or a scene, and then bring those things to life with other actors in front of an audience.
Yeah. Yeah. I so rarely ever think about how it is from the "other side", you know? Bless you, Wil Wheaton.
ETA: Big spoilers for the film in the comments.
Though I hadn't seen him in over twenty years...
It just. Makes me think of time. Memory and losing touch and reconnection, how surreal it all is sometimes. And loss. The way that stories can tell the truth so much, sometimes, that it aches.
And this part:
It’s easy to forget how satisfying it is to create a character, to discover something magnificent in a script or a scene, and then bring those things to life with other actors in front of an audience.
Yeah. Yeah. I so rarely ever think about how it is from the "other side", you know? Bless you, Wil Wheaton.
ETA: Big spoilers for the film in the comments.