"Keep calm…" als göttliche Strategie…
The first time I saw Philip Seymour Hoffman was in the epically thrilling movie Boogie Nights. The entire movie beautifully introduces each character, and PSH’s character Scotty J. has the best.
He arrives at the pool party where Mark Wahlberg’s modest but gorgeous Eddie, looking like one of Liberace’s boys, becomes Dirk Diggler, and he zeroes in on him like a sly predator spotting its prey. Dirk is Scotty’s delicious meal that he’s going to ensnare, and watching him work his game is heartbreaking! Because Scotty is also a disaster. Sweet little tummy pooching out between a too-tight top & too-tight shorts, blonde hair that makes him look like an oversized child falling messily into his eyes, and a disastrous delivery of all the suave lines he’s working in his head.
It’s so realistic though, isn’t it? Doesn’t it hurt to watch because you remember exactly how that felt – being the chubby awkward nerd madly in love with the beautiful sweet little creature that absolutely refuses to be cruel to you, thereby breaking your heart just a little bit deeper and more efficiently than he would if he would just ignore you, or be mean to you.