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teresinha63 discovered 8 months ago- 'The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalised'
- xineann rated 7 months ago
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'The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalised'
This is an edited version of Truman Capote's interview of Marlon Brando in Kyoto, Japan, 1957
The voice went on, for like many persons who are intensely selfabsorbed, he is something of a monologuist. "People around me never say anything," he says. "They just seem to want to hear what I have to say. That's why I do all the talking."
(Thank you, Klassy)
- DGS rated 7 months ago
- Truman Capote's interview of Marlon Brando. Via http://klassy.stumbleupon.com/
- siqtictorn rated 7 months ago
- A great look into the man who was Marlon Brando.
- Klassy rated 7 months ago
- Truman Capote's interview of Marlon Brando, circa 1957. Be still, my heart. "Anyway, I have friends. No. No, I don't," he said, verbally shadowboxing. "Oh, sure I do," he decided. "Some I don't hold out on. I let them know what's happening. You have to trust somebody. Well, not all the way ... Do you know how I make a friend?" He leaned a little toward me. "I go about it very gently. I circle around and around. Then, gradually, I come nearer. Then I reach out and touch them, ah, so gently..." His fingers grazed my arm. "Then," he said, "I draw back. Wait awhile. Make them wonder. At just the right moment, I move in again. Touch them. Circle." Now his hand travelled in a rotating pattern, as though it held a rope. "Before they realise it, they're all entangled, involved."
