I've seen some pics.. To quote my lovely Addy up there, it made me throw up in my mouth a little.
I knew they were coming. I have seen and read Equus- so called perk of being a drama student. From the moment it was announced, I thought 'Daniel Radcliffes first stage role is as a psychologically damaged horse-fucker?!?' (To be fair, I think you'd be pushed to find a horse fucker who isn't psychologically damaged.)
Dan is not a classically great actor. He can remember lines and be fairly OK. But give him something serious to do and he's no Bobby De Niro (though his gripping Ceds body in Goblet was nice).
So here's my problem - how the hell is he pulling off this role when all the stagecraft he's learned for such a huge venue in London (so very different to camera acting) is in the school nativity?
I knew WB would pitch a fit. They're probably thinking in hindsight they should have put in his contract A. No nakedness until series is done. B. No graphic sex until series is done. And C. No beastiality until series is done.
Hindsight's a bitch, eh WB?
It is creeping me out though. This kid can't go and see graphic sex/violence i.e. Showgirls/Any Tarantino film in the cinema for another year but he can prance about bollock naked, shagging a representational horse head and cavorting with a naked chick?
He can't even drink in the bar post-show ---- There's no point in theatre unless you get pissed apres-show. It's just not the same. You have to prance about, luvvy kissing with a beer or chardonnay in hand or the whole experience is awash.
Trust me Dan, I know.
Urgh *throws up in mouth again*
I'm dealing with this the only way I know how -- Shouting "Dan/Horse!" whenever I think of the photos of his arse/pubes.
Urgh.
Well