![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I’m delighted to be doing another Gentlemen of Intriguing Appearance post after a long absence, and I’m especially pleased to be back with this gentleman: Bertie Carvel.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
Well, this is one of those Gentlemen I sat down to write about and realised how little I’ve seen him in. Apart from Pillars of the Earth (thorough entertaining) and a film called Savage Grace (an interesting work if nothing else and also boasts Julianne Moore being excellent as usual), I really didn’t have much to say about Mr Redmayne’s career. So I dutifully sat down to watch Les Miserable. Which was quite decent. For someone who was not as enraptured with the musical as so many seem to be, nor holding a rabid hatred for it, I thought it was well done.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
And you thought I’d forgotten about this series. 
So, am going to try restart Gentleman of Intriguing Appearance. I enjoyed doing it – then I hit one week were the words just didn’t seem to come, and a series of posts without text came out after that. Which I wasn’t that keen on – the words I felt added something to the post beyond just ‘the pretty’ and ‘the intriguing.’ I might go back and add words to those posts.
But for now, to kick it off, we have Andrew Buchan.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
So this week, we move from a celebration of high school crushes to a current infatuation. Folks, we have Mark Strong.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
Last week I was assured by a friend on Tumblr that I wasn’t alone in finding Ron Perlman appealing; apparently they have a photoset of him that has over 1000 reblogs/likes. So, I could just write this post with great confidence extolling his virtues and not worry that some people might find this a bit odd, but somehow, I know that ain’t gonna happen. I’m too reflective for one, and also, I’m as interested in exploring the nature of attraction as well as the discussion of a man’s attractive qualities.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
A brief pause this week from nostaliga. In part because I’m still trying to figure out how to explain my attraction to Ron Perlman in a way that people will understand (and not laugh. Well, you’ll still probably laugh…), but also it seems time, now that I’m in a place to get back to writing The Scent of Summer, to talk about another muse: Christoph Waltz.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
[Did I mention last week with the post on Ralph Fiennes I was going to be doing a bit of a trip down memory lane for the next couple of weeks? Well, that's what's happening.]
If Ralph Fiennes was an early crush of white hot lust, Gabriel Byrne was more of a growing fire, a gentle, well, burn if you will (I apologise in advance for future awful puns on his name…) Probably because my first sighting of him was in 1990′s Shipwrecked, a rather entertaining take (at least for this kid when she watched it) on the whole ‘Europeans-washed-up-on-a-tropical-island-and-have-to-survive’ genre. Gabriel was the villainous pirate captain (and looked the part very well indeed – see below).
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
I’ve rarely gone for the sort of men (or indeed boys when I was younger) that everyone else seemed to go for. The idea that attraction was a deeply personal matter and not something that could (necessarily) be dictated by whatever Dolly magazine was one I happened upon early. Because when you’re 14 and are eyeing up the men at least 20 years older than you, you know you’re not entirely like everyone else, but you also know that you’re not wrong – attraction and lust is present, and usually has little to do with choice. Take for example me and my friends heading off, 13-14 year olds in 1998, to see The Man in the Iron Mask – most everyone else wanted Leonardo Dicaprio. Me? Well, it had Gabriel Byrne, Jeremy Irons, John Malkovich… spoilt for choice I was!
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
Well, I confess I’ve put the planned Gentlemen of this week on the backburner because of last night’s most delightful announcement – that Peter Capaldi will be the new Doctor in Doctor Who. Because who wouldn’t want to draw more readers in by shamelessly discussing something topical join in the celebrations?
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
This one is going to be shorter than usual, quite simply because my familiarity with Bruce Lee’s film work extends to only Enter the Dragon (which struck me more as interesting part of martial arts film history rather than necessarily a great film in and of itself – certainly representative of it’s time in fascinating ways).
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
Here is a man whose reputation I knew of before I knew his work or anything about him. A name that seemed to inspire reverence and awe. At first I shrugged it off as hyperbole.
Then I watched a film or three, and I too was a convert.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
You were expecting a Welshman after the Irish-Scottish pattern I seemed to be following, weren’t you? Sorry to disappoint if you were (Rhys Ifans may get a look in… one day). Well, not really. I’m far to take with Jang Hyun-sung (장현성) to care much about adhering to an arbitrary pattern. 
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
Ah, James McAvoy. How far he has come since Shameless shot him (and his wife Anne-Marie Duff) to fame.
Mirrored from jacquelinebrocker.esquinx.net.
