unfortunate juxtaposition
Inexplicably, a smiling, vacant Keanu head accompanies this article:
"A documentary about the lives of aging porn actors that throws a harrowing spotlight on the gay film industry in Los Angeles opened the Panorama section of the Berlin Film Festival on Friday to an enthusiastic reception."
The pictoral implication being, I suppose, that Reeves' reception was particularly enthusiastic? Why, he's damned near glazed over. His apparent giddiness over the "riveting journey into the world of low-budget sex films" has somehow paralyzed him while simultaneously creating a halo effect around his puppy-dog face. The illumination of a world where "drug abuse is prevalent and men die young" has clearly got his internal monologue churning out a contunous barrage of body-numbing "whoas," and thankfully, the AP was there to capture it.
I think he's likely still in his seat, twitching.
Megan, I think that picture is representative of the "gay film industry" portion of the film. My Own Private IdaHOOOOOO! Anyone? Anyone?
Posted by: K-Na | February 11, 2005 at 01:21 PM