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![]() The devil you say Colin Farrell on who's bad in "Daredevil" and who's hot in life
It's a few seconds after Colin Farrell's second big fight scene as
comic-book nemesis Bullseye in "Daredevil" when a wiry, average-sized
figure rises and leaves the screening room.
A few seconds pass and a waft of cigarette smoke drifts through. A
few more and the figure settles back in: Colin Farrell couldn't quite
handle himself without a quick hit of nicotine. His assassin with the
perfect aim is the wildest card in "Daredevil," writer-director Mark
Steven Johnson's adaptation of the Marvel comic about Matt Murdock (Ben
Affleck), a blind lawyer and Manhattan superhero-by-night. Affleck's
best behind his black-leather devil mask, and his best scene comes when
he meets the love of his life, Elektra Natchios (Jennifer Garner), who
can smile and twinkle with the best of them when not kicking butt on her
own. Despite the passion of followers of the comic, "Daredevil" has
been positioned as a lesser-known title that won't hit "Spider-Man"
heights; in fact, the overall impression of the entertaining jumble is
one of a second-tier title. Adequate, goofy, but it ain't going to
change your life.
Farrell, who's gained a reputation as an intense young up-and-comer
as well as a ladies' man is as intense first thing in the morning as on
screen. He says he never read comics. "There's not much of a comic-book
culture where I come from," he says in his elegant, rapid-fire Irish
brogue. "It was all new to me, this kind of mythological folklore
that's contained in comic books."
He's always intense, but he's way over-the-top in "Daredevil."
"Oh! Ridiculously over the top! Yeh. I always concern myself with that
actor-y bullshit of character and what goes on in his head and heart.
But this time there was no internal struggle going on. It wasn't someone
who lost their father or found themselves in a prisoner-of-war camp, or
going through anything really--just the fun and enjoyment and pleasure
that he derived from killing people! He was fairly black-and-white,
without the shades of gray I've played before. It was just a case of
checking your subtlety at the door and having a fookin' good time,
y'know?" A puff. "I enjoyed it."
He had the most fun with the costumes. "You put that shit on, you
put the bullseye on, you're bald, you got piercings, you start moving a
little bit differently and swaggering like your shit doesn't stink. And
then what was hard was the same thing. You growl a lot and you feel like
you're just ridiculous and just a caricature and over the top so you
deal with that."
Supposedly there was a scene where Farrell and Garner go at it and he
almost bit off her lip. "Yeah, yeah," he says with his
puppy-dog-that-ate-the-shark smile. You were actually gnawing on her
face? "When in Rome, I mean, what are you going to do? I didn't get a
chance to kiss her, so when I was [trying to kill] her, I thought I'd
just nibble on her lip, give her a sweet hereafter kiss." He mimics.
"I may have gone over the top with that, but it was tough with her
because she's such a tough chick, she's so fit, she's so well able to
fookin' fight and do all the stunts and the wire work herself that maybe
I forgot for a second that she was a girl."
But Farrell is less fit, and a chain-smoker. "I was fooked!" he
says. "We'd do two takes of the fight and I'd be in the corner," he
wheezes. "She'd be going, can we go again straightaway please? I'd go,
`The fookin' bitch is gonna kill me, she's gonna kill me because she's
so damn fit and strong.' I thought she was fantastic in the film."
He says his life is not going to be all Hollywood movies. "Don't get
me wrong, life is not hard for Colin Farrell, but it'd kill me soul. For
good bad, or indifferent, the work, I don't know what it is, because I
can never judge my work and I'm fairly unhappy with it most of the time
to be honest with ya, but I've tried to do different characters. I'm
lucky enough to have been in big pictures, but I try to play guys from
different backgrounds in different stages of their lives."
"The fact I got the chance to do all this shit still surprises me,"
he muses. What about the attention to how frankly you speak of your
personal life? "Surprise me? Jeez, I live in the fookin' real world.
You're going to be in films or on stage singing a song, play baseball
for the Knicks, people are going to start watching what you drink, what
you--ahhh, basketball for the Knicks, baseball for fuckin' whoever--I'm
Irish, obviously, very Irish. God! I fucked that up! I've been here
three years and I don't know jackshit!" He grins.
"I'm a 26-year-old young fellow who's in movies, of course I'm going
to find it easier than some other 26-year-old young fellows to get laid,
y'know? Of course? Yeah? It states the obvious. It's not necessarily my
charm or my game but it' s a city built on movies. But lady-killer? I'm
just a 26-year-old guy who's single and having a good time." "Daredevil" opens Friday.
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