Call The Authorities- I've Been Robbed!
I do hope this is one of those...fits of eccentricity and not reality!
Joaquin Phoenix has mentioned that he will be retiring from acting to pursue his music career. Although I truly believe Mr. Phoenix will succeed in any and every endeavor he puts his mind to (and the thought of him touring in more intimate settings at first conjures up fantasies of deep-sigh-inducing encounters), one cannot help but feel a tinge of sadness at not being able to 'feel' his talent. Yes, I referred to it as 'feeling his talent'. It is almost preternatural how his facial expressions, tone and body language can impart one with a form of forced empathy: you seem to KNOW what that character is thinking, feeling; or the very atmosphere of the scene, just by watching Joaquin.
And let's not forget that 'raw' masculinity that seems to make a woman subconsciously arch her back so her bosom sits more prominently displayed (like when he smiles). I have a superstitious friend from La Isla Boricua that SWEARS that the men of that island are blessed (or cursed) with a primal sexuality that enhances the very effect Mr. Phoenix elicits from the feminine sex. True, Joaquin Raphael was born in Puerto Rico...but I always thought it was his voice that had me subconsciously stroking the nape of my neck after the opening scene of "We Own the Night" (2007). Silly me! (wink)
I hope after he has passionately and relentlessly 'exorcised his demons through his music', as Tim Burgess from The Charlatans referred to it, he will give us another 'wink and nod' with his artistic medium, The Method. Until then, I will be fidgeting anxiously like the owner of some purloined treasure, awaiting its return.
Tomorrow I will have a a netflix.com Joaquin-athon. Presently, I'm just pouting...
Joaquin Phoenix has mentioned that he will be retiring from acting to pursue his music career. Although I truly believe Mr. Phoenix will succeed in any and every endeavor he puts his mind to (and the thought of him touring in more intimate settings at first conjures up fantasies of deep-sigh-inducing encounters), one cannot help but feel a tinge of sadness at not being able to 'feel' his talent. Yes, I referred to it as 'feeling his talent'. It is almost preternatural how his facial expressions, tone and body language can impart one with a form of forced empathy: you seem to KNOW what that character is thinking, feeling; or the very atmosphere of the scene, just by watching Joaquin.
And let's not forget that 'raw' masculinity that seems to make a woman subconsciously arch her back so her bosom sits more prominently displayed (like when he smiles). I have a superstitious friend from La Isla Boricua that SWEARS that the men of that island are blessed (or cursed) with a primal sexuality that enhances the very effect Mr. Phoenix elicits from the feminine sex. True, Joaquin Raphael was born in Puerto Rico...but I always thought it was his voice that had me subconsciously stroking the nape of my neck after the opening scene of "We Own the Night" (2007). Silly me! (wink)
I hope after he has passionately and relentlessly 'exorcised his demons through his music', as Tim Burgess from The Charlatans referred to it, he will give us another 'wink and nod' with his artistic medium, The Method. Until then, I will be fidgeting anxiously like the owner of some purloined treasure, awaiting its return.
Tomorrow I will have a a netflix.com Joaquin-athon. Presently, I'm just pouting...
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