They met at a choral society that my dad used to conduct. My father was a bit posher than my mum, who was a working-class girl from Wales. I went to a comprehensive school which is the same as public school here, I think. Rupert Graves I grew up in a little English town in a poor-ish family. Nicole Burdette Now, how did you grow up? In addition to his film work, Graves has consistently worked on the London stage, where he is returning this fall to do Hurly Burly. But that is just this year, his other credits include extensive work on British television and other films: Louis Malle’s Damage, Nick Hytner’s The Madness Of King George and Merchant Ivory’s Maurice and A Room With A View. Dalloway with Vanessa Redgrave, Different For Girls, The Revengers' Comedies with Kristen Scott Thomas and Helena Bonham Carter, Bent, and Intimate Relations with Julie Walters, for which Graves was awarded the Best Actor Award at the 1996 Montreal Film Festival. He manages to become Virginia Woolf’s subconscious-he materializes the description of his character, Septimus: “…with hazel eyes which had that look of apprehension in them which makes complete strangers apprehensive too.” Graves has five films coming out this fall: Mrs. It is all the way Rupert Graves turns his characters inside out, so what you see is what you get. Dalloway, his Septimus Warren Smith stumbles through life again, literally and emotionally. In Intimate Relations, Rupert as Harold Guppy clings to Julie Walters, feeding himself sugar cubes like a child. We can see his characters-literally we recognize them. Graves is a prime example of the coda “action is character.” He, like all great actors, is highly physical. It’s an odd and wonderful thing to spend the afternoon with a stranger speaking of the near obscurity and perfection of Robert Donat, Che Guevara’s hands, and what exactly it is to be brave. ![]() At once a mixture of the violent and the poetic, Graves’ film characters are compared to the kings of the tortured handsome, Montgomery Clift and John Keats. Whether he’s sucking on hard candy, contemplating suicide, or limping slightly in boots two sizes too big, Rupert Graves is ever graceful. John Hawkes' An Irish Eyeby Patrick McGrathīrice Marden's The Muses at the Venice Biennaleby Jeremy Gilbert-RolfeĪl Souza: cutting up, cutting through, and cutting outby Saul Ostrow Haruki Murakami's Wind-Up Bird Chronicleby Robert PolitoĬharles Frazier's Cold Mountainby Gary Fisketjon Richard Horowitz and Sussan Deyhim's Majounby Tim NyeĮrrol Morris's Fast Cheap and Out of Controlby Jenifer Bermanįrederick Barthelme's Bob the Gamblerby Amy Hempel The Museum of Modern Artby Carlos BrillembourgĮlliott Smith's either/orby Suzan Sherman
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