Oh, I'll always love Jake. Like you said, Dev, I just don't fall asleep and wake up thinking about him any more. I no longer replay the elaborate fantasies I've constructed in my mind of sometime meeting him (at apparently a weak point of his) and winning him over with my sweet and quirky ways. Yes, our little girl is all growed up. Yeah, right - until the next one comes along.
I always fall for the movie stars, too. Something about them being projected literally larger than life on the big screen always gets me. And it's always because they play a role in which they're so heartbreakingly romantic that they make me swoon. Joseph Fiennes as Will Shakespeare damn near killed me. Here was this outrageously lush, gorgeous creature, and he was speaking those ridiculously beautiful words with that deep, dark and delicious voice and those doe eyes looking like infinite pools of silky milk chocolate. I just wanted a man like that to look at *me* like that. Same goes, of course, for the way Jack Twist looked at Ennis as he rode away after the dozy embrace. Really, that's when he got me. I like to think it was when Jake appeared on Leno and was so self-deprecating and witty and confident. But a lot of actors appear on Leno and convey those qualities. It was Jack Twist looking at Ennis Del Mar with those eyes who got to me. And it was Ralph Fiennes' Count Almasy in The English Patient that got to me before Will Shakespeare. The way his eyes bore into Kristin Scott Thomas' on that dance floor - I about came unglued. I gripped the armrests of my movie theater seat right then like I was on a thrill ride. And I was, really.
I've been lucky enough in my life, I guess, to have had a couple of extraordinary men look at me like that - and let me catch them looking at me like that and keep looking. But I wasn't able to hold on to them. I wasn't what they needed. I honestly think that I, that maybe all of us, fall for some of these characters and by osmosis the actors who portray them because we want to get that back - or we want to experience that for the first time. Even if you're lucky enough to end up with the love of your life, that look fades over time. Every now and then you might catch a fleeting glimpse of it, but it's never like it was that first time.
Josh Holloway does it to me a little bit, the way his Sawyer/James looks at Kate, his other self. But I don't have a large enough screen on my TV to be absolutely transported by it, so I've been able to avoid the all-out Crush of Biblical Proportions on him. Thank God. I need to take a break from that. Unrequited love/lust/whatever it was is really, REALLY draining after a while.
Topic: Jake Jake Jake! (Read 3178761 times)