john malkovich as the 'unfathomable' gilbert osmond in 'the portrait of a lady'

malkovich makes me

mix my metaphors

the

basilisk stare

rock steady

unflinching

grey slate eyes

say nothing

and everything

over and over

insistence in

bloodless lids

half-lowered

crocodile calm

caught

trapped in his weblike traces

clingy tendrils

immobilise

make you quiet

submit to his will

passion is petrified

a cobra

coiled for the kill

seduces with stillness

seduces you still

the voice

a whisper, a promise, a threat

a soft chill

it slides like a slug across the nape of your neck

and bites

something scary

something sexy

something in control

makes you lose control





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helmut berger as konrad in visconti's 'conversation piece'

released

your bondage at last, is broken

free of weakness

free of shame

unleashed

incorruptible

amoral

you breathe

you rise again

beyond

your body

uncoiled

like smoke

exhaled

untightened

undone

each move

in the darkness

flickers with light

each shudder of flesh

communes with the night

unfrightened

unsung

and unsoiled

understand

there is peace

in understanding

he is gone

believe

in his pale, wrecked face

but you

an old man

must live

and in his bloodless pain, his lifeless hands

discover

what ... grace

and know

in an unshattered morning

there is nothing he can forgive.

Helmut Berger is mentioned in another blog of mine, Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered.

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gordon gano - (im)pure charisma

he pleads

he needs

he’s on his knees

he pants

he purrs

he prays

he lies

implies

he pacifies

he’s free

he sells

he pays

part-serpent in the garden

part-jesus on the cross

he slithers and he suffers

for everything we’ve lost

only listen

so intense

he’s so insistent

this eternal adolescent

in the picture in my head

i never was a follower

but by him i could be led

leans in close to whisper

stammers to a sigh

sinks to quiet menace

and meets the camera’s eye

at once he’s kind of innocent

twice he’s sort of sly

a warning and a siren

leads you down

and leads you on

with a shout, he is triumphant

he can trump you

with a song

mutters and he stutters

mumble rises to a scream

so affected

so affecting

this breathless sexy teen

[whispers and he wonders

accuses and condemns

but merciful and mischievous

he saves you yet again

roars and rises from the ashes

phoenix soaring from the flame

he would be your gordon gano

and you would be born again]