>Obi Wan gave me wealth and international fame so I will hate the character for the rest of my life.
What the hell is going on with these actors?
>Obi Wan gave me wealth and international fame so I will hate the character for the rest of my life.
>Obi Wan gave me wealth and international fame so I will hate the character for the rest of my life.
What the hell is going on with these actors?
He's based because he cured a boy of soi syndrome before it became terminal and fully took hold.
>Why do narcissistic people say and do narcissistic things?
Actors hate being typecast.
He was right. Star Wars is for idiots and losers.
>the Acolyte fails (as it should)
>sequelgays now call upon OT actors to trash the franchise
Every. Single. Time.
Thunderously, magnanimously, indomitably based. Holy shit. What a guy. That mother should've sent him a thank you letter when the grandkids were born.
that boy is now a man in his mother's basement which is his goon cave
This is a classic too.
It's called artistic integrity. Mutts wouldn't get it because you're obsessed with money.
You know all those old plays you pretend to like? The actors who acted in them were considered low lifes.
Rightfully. They fake emotions and pretend to be other people for a living. You can enjoy the work but how could you ever trust someone like that in your personal life?
Cry more soiboy.
Star Wars morons be like
>ugh who the frick is sidney lumet? i bet he didn't even direct any blockbusters and was poor as frick
He had a lengthy, distinguished, Oscar-winning career and was probably pissed that he'd be remembered for a CGI summer blockbuster.
Ironically the other elderly Englishman Peter Cushing loved making it, probably because he'd spent decades making cheap vampireslop so Star Wars was more his level.
If you think muh oscars is somehow above starslop you're part of the problem
Peter Cushing was just a good guy who wasn't bitter about his career.
how does one achieve this face shape
Get Cushing Syndrome.
>cheap vampireslop
Hammer Horror films are way better than anything Star Slop ever did.
I can't get over how much he looks like my paternal grandfather without the beard.
He, like nearly every actor in the original series understood the movies were trash goyslop.
Poor old Alec, accidentally becoming a star slop icon must be have been a heavy blow for his self esteem.
>I have been offered a movie which I may accept, if they come up with proper money. London and North Africa, starting in mid March. Science fiction, which gives me pause, but is to be directed by Paul (sic) Lucas, who did American Graffiti (1973). Big part. Fairy-tale rubbish, but could be interesting perhaps.
>New rubbish dialogue reaches me every other day on wadges of pink paper, and none of it makes my character clear or even bearable. I just think, thankfully, of the lovely bread, which will help me keep going until next April. I must off to studio and work with a dwarf (very sweet, and he has to wash in a bidet) and your fellow countrymen Mark Hamill and Tennyson (that can't be right) Ford. Ellison (? - No!), well, a rangy, languid young man who is probably intelligent and amusing. But Oh, God, God, they make me feel ninety, and treat me as if I was one hundred six.
>I shrivel inside each time it is mentioned. 20 years ago, it had a freshness, a sense of moral good and fun. Then I began to be uneasy at the influence it might be having. The bad penny first dropped in San Francisco when a sweet-faced boy of twelve told me proudly he had seen Star Wars over a hundred times. His elegant mother nodded with approval. Looking into the boys eyes I thought I detected little star-shells of madness beginning to form and I guess that one day they would explode. 'I would love for you to do something for me,' I said. "Anything! Anything!' the boy said rapturously. 'You won't like what I'm going to ask you to do.' I said. 'Anything, sir, anything!' 'Well,' I said, 'do you think you could promise never to see Star Wars again?' He bursts into tears. His mother drew herself up to an immense height. 'What a dreadful thing to say to a child!' she barked, and dragged the poor kid away. Maybe she was right but I just hope the lad, now in his thirties, is not living in a fantasy world of secondhand, childish banalities.
How can one man be so based?
>But Oh, God, God, they make me feel ninety, and treat me as if I was one hundred six.
63 at that time was quite a different thing to 63 nowadays. Just look at him, he looked like a genuinely elderly man in SW.
>New rubbish dialogue reaches me every other day on wadges of pink paper, and none of it makes my character clear or even bearable
>"What I didn't tell him was that I just couldn't go on speaking those bloody awful, banal lines. I'd had enough of the mumbo jumbo,"
Dialogue in SW has always been fricking atrocious, and the direction most of the time just has two people with absolutely zero chemistry standing woodenly reciting lines no sapient creature would ever come up with of their own volition at each other.
He was just mad people recognized him for Obi-Wan rather than what he considered his finest role
>People b***h and moan about his gayin being anti-semitic.
>Carol Reed casts an even more overt israeli stereotype but gets away with it since the actor is literally a israelite.
kek.
>A couple of weeks ago, in a Chinese restaurant, the dapper little Chinese maître D bowed low as I left and, full of Chinese smiles, said, `Sir Guin, now that Star Wars is being shown again you will be famous once more.' Oh, to be Ernest Thesiger.
>Last Sunday, as Mass was finishing, a young man leaned over my shoulder and said, `My pop is a great fan of Star Wars. Will you say hello to him as you leave the church?'
>I asked where his father was.
>`At the back in a wheelchair,' he said.
>The priest gave his blessing and the ritual words, `The Mass is over, go in peace.'
>`Thanks be to God,' we chorused back, the young man adding, `And can I have your autograph?'
>`Not here,' I replied rather crossly.
>At the back of the church, sitting in a wheelchair, was a large, middle-aged, genial-looking man. I went up to him all smiles, like a baby-kissing politician, and exuding the sweet benevolence of a hospital-visiting princess. I took him warmly by the hand and made one or two fatuous inquiries. He suddenly said the dreaded words — `Star Wars!'
>`Ugh — hugh -uh -ha -hm,' I said, but I kept up my smile.
>`Obi-Wan Kenobi,' he nodded at me and, for good measure, `May the Force be with you.'
>`And also with you,' I replied, to ecclesiastical merriment.
>` The Man in the White Suit; that was you, wasn't it?'
>`Yes, about forty-five years ago,' I replied, with a sense of relief that we might have reached saner ground; anyway terra firma. Then his face became grave and he said, `Darth Vader.'
>I backed away as quickly as possible, sketched him a valedictory wave of the hand and stumbled down the church steps into fresh air and morning sunlight. The young man pursued me. `The autograph,' he said, quite politely. But that was suddenly too much for me. `Not in front of the parishioners,' I said. Then I disappeared.
>A couple of weeks ago, in a Chinese restaurant, the dapper little Chinese maître D bowed low as I left and, full of Chinese smiles, said, `Sir Guin, now that Star Wars is being shown again you will be famous once more.'
In the audiobook he does a retro Chinaman impression for that line.
He’d already won a Tony, Oscar, BAFTA, Olivier award and a Golden Globe, had a star on the walk of fame and been knighted 20 years before Star Wars existed.
The virgin Alex Guinness vs the chads Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee
Difference is that Lord of The Rings is actual literature while Star Wars has always been just slop.
>written slop can't be slop
Cope. LOTR is the purest representation of the Northern Spirit in any piece of literature of the 20th century.
I don't hate that Star Wars was successful at what it did. The old pulp serials actually do have some good stories in them.
But Guinness was right about the fans being a cult of morons.
>Sir Alec Guinness hated Star Wars so much he talked George Lucas into killing the Obi-Wan Kenobi character, he revealed in a recent interview.
>Guinness, one of the grand figures of British film with more than 60 cinematic appearances to his credit, told the new chatter magazine Talk that he convinced series creator Lucas that Kenobi would be a more effective mystical mentor if he appeared to Luke as a ghost. Lucas liked the idea, rewriting the first film to include the Jedi Knight's death in combat with former protégé Darth Vader.
>However, Guinness said he had less purely artistic goals at heart.
>"What I didn't tell him was that I just couldn't go on speaking those bloody awful, banal lines. I'd had enough of the mumbo jumbo," he told Talk interviewer Fintan O'Toole.
>As a result, Kenobi's role was dramatically pared down in 'The Empire Strikes Back' and 'The Return of the Jedi', fortuitously minimizing Guinness' involvement with the blockbuster series.
>The actor was likewise dubious about the films' fans, whose devotion he found "obsessive" at times. He said he is personally "mystified" by the Star Wars phenomenon.
>“I shrivel up a little every time someone mentions ‘Star Wars’ to me,” Guinness tells News scribe Fintan O’Toole in an interview in the new issue of Talk magazine.
>Then there was the couple who wrote to tell Guinness that their marriage was on the rocks and thought he could repair it by spending a week sharing his Jedi wisdom with them. Guinness threw the letter in the trash along with the unending stream of “Star Wars” photos he’s asked to autograph.
>What I didn't tell him was that I just couldn't go on speaking those bloody awful, banal lines
Ok, then don't take the role? Jesus christ actors are drama queens but I guess that checks out. 'Woe is me I'm being paid to do my job'