It’s strange… because I have never really felt this strong a need to write about anybody … and that too an actor… a star…yes, that is what he is…
A Shooting Star…right up there… the one you wish on…
It’s surprising because I knew so little about this guy… and yet it’s as if he is a contemporary…
Joseph Gordon Levitt…that’s his name… He doesn’t instantly make me want to be a stalker, you know… I mean, yes he’s charming, but the charm is so subtle that he draws you in and you don’t realize the force with which it’s happening… he’s not all muscle… he isn’t even all intensity…
It’s something else, something more… I think the word is Kindness… a pair of very kind eyes… and those dimples just do what they’re carved out to do in the first place, that is, to make you go weak in the knees…plus the talent to make a role his own is like a bonus – the icing on top kinda thing.
50/50 is his movie… no exaggeration… from the first scene to the last, you are with him, one hundred percent. And again, at the risk of exaggerating and acting like a total narcissist prick, I could see a part of him in me and vice-versa… his way of being distant with the people he cares about…not realizing that what he feels for them is a thing called Love… living in a shell, closed up… never ever wanting to hurt the other person, and still doing it …and then beating himself rough and blue about it… fighting a disease which he knows he can’t fight alone, single-handedly and on his own, and still having the pride to not ask anybody for help…because help would mean letting his guard down…it would mean submission…and submission somehow being synonymous with That four letter word, something that he unknowingly has been running away from.
Biting nails, dying inside and still wrestling to flash that priceless smile… all the while making sure that he doesn’t end up being too cynical or sterile, Joseph becomes Adam Lerner… and You become Kyle, his boon/bane companion or his mom or Katherine… trying to shade him from this ultra-violet malady, putting an awkward hand on his shoulder, looking into his eyes, telling him that he’ll be fine… even when he tells you he already is, even when he won’t take your empathy and compassion, even when he would shut you out… craving, inspite of yourself, to just become his shadow and beat cancer together
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