I always feel that art in general and acting in particular should make the audience a little uncomfortable, to slap them and wake them up.
It's the opposite journey from what I've usually done with films. I find it very easy to go from, say, a lit, pleasurable environment, like what you see outside there, to a very dark place. But the opposite journey, which is what this movie takes, is much more complicated.
Josef Albers, Artist (1888) |
William Allingham, Poet (1821) |
Wyatt Earp, Public Servant (1848) |
Al Edwards, Politician (1937) |
Adolf Eichmann, Criminal (1906) |
James Van Fleet, Soldier (1892) |
Adolf Galland, Soldier (1912) |
Neil LaBute, Director (1963) |
Thomas Bailey Aldrich, Poet (1907) |
Arthur Balfour, Statesman (1930) |
John DeLorean, Businessman (2005) |
Frank Lane, Businessman (1981) |