Last time I saw him (at the Machine Gun Preacher Q&A) he was looking very fine, tall and slim. At that venue I caught an apologetic little smile as he sat down and looked around after the welcoming applause.
Those little glimpses of G are the ones that humanize him for me. Don't know if they last long or anyone else catches them in the midst of so many changes in that very expressive face, but for me that is the guy that still somehow can't believe all the fuss over him, and has enough grace to be embarrassed by all the commotion. I am sure there were many familiar faces in the audience, but perhaps that is his way of apologizing to the other part of the audience who is there for the movie and are not necessarily fans. I kind of like that. People's body language says so much. However the magazine cover speaks for itself and is worth the space in the blog.
Gerard the Great? Not really. Gerard the enigma? Well considering his following, fans as well as detractors who still hang in there to talk about him, there is something about him that still manages to interest people. For me it's something besides the way he looks. I think it is a little about his duality....what he seems to be and what he isn't. One moment he's serious and thoughtful and the next perfectly at home with a bunch of 10 year olds and being the biggest kid of all. And then he gets in front of the camera and he is the urbane looking, sexy idol that raises women's blood pressures all over the globe.
But don't be fooled because the little kid is never too far from the surface! He lurks in the corners of that very smile that says to me "Like me at your own peril because I'm only going to be me, ultimately." And that "me" is one wicked little kid who loves to play and to entertain and likes to be loved for it.
Unless you are the paparazzi, of course.
|Scowl for he camera, Gerry!|
Songs out of tune, the words always a little wrong...Canzoni Stonate