And the Twitterverse is going into meltdown with the news actor Charlie Hunnam (and I have no idea who he is having never watched him in anything) has pulled out of the role for the proposed '50 Shades of Utter Shit' (sorry, 'Grey') movie. I don't know why he pulled out. I'm guessing he had an epiphany of overwhelming common sense and realised that this just might be a career-crusher of a role. I remember the stink when Kim Basinger pulled out of 'Boxing Helena'. It cost her serious coin to do so, but I think she did the right thing. 'Boxing Helena' was mind-blowingly awful. It might have been directed by either David Lynch or his daughter Jennifer - can't remember. Lynch you might recall brought us 'Twin Peaks', which was actually a hallmark in pop culture. Admittedly it dragged on so much it got to the point where I didn't give a rat's arse who killed Laura Palmer and wrapped the poor unfortunate soul in plastic, but my then flatmate wouldn't miss it. But 'Boxing Helena' totally sucked the balls of an old bull elephant dry. Hunnam realised that in filming 'Tale Of Two Fuck-Ups' (sorry, Dickens fans), he would be subjected to the most execrable dialogue ever, and Sir Alec Guiness is no longer around to guide him. Sir Alec Guiness, in his role as Obi-Wan Kenobi, was able to deliver the appalling line, 'Mos Eisley Space Station: you'll never find a greater hive of scum and villainy' with a straight face and make it believable. Anybody who has seen him in his Oscar winning role in 'Bridge Over The River Kwai' will know how brilliant an actor he was. I remember watching him in that, and being utterly spellbound.
Well, I'd better get on with my current project, which will one day be my fourth novel.
Cheers!
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