Synaesthesia? Yes, please.

Synaesthesia? Yes, please. I like to imagine that the voices of Alan Rickman, Jeremy Irons, and David Bowie are molten down, ground to a fine powder and sold as medicine for chronic anhedonia.
Strange fascinations, fascinating me: Maggie Smith, theatre, film, and the performing arts in general. Interested in [almost] anything using voice as a vehicle.

Redheads wearing green = great, but redheads wearing emerald green = sheer bliss. This was the first film I saw Maggie in, and I still think, after watching almost all her work, that she was brilliant (she does “understated” so well), and she had wonderful chemistry with “Sexy Rexy”.

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Redheads wearing green = great, but redheads wearing emerald green = sheer bliss. This was the first film I saw Maggie in, and I still think, after watching almost all her work, that she was brilliant (she does “understated” so well), and she had wonderful chemistry with “Sexy Rexy”.

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