Mmhh, an unusual question..
He has his his "happily ever after", he's fairly sure of that.. He cocks his head for a moment, listening to the tuneless singing coming from the kitchen where Viggo is preparing some weird, ethnic concoction for their dinner. Yes, happily ever after is here to stay and Sean Bean is a very lucky man, but.. well.. what about those others?
He leans his head on the back of the couch and thinks of all the "unhappily ever after" he's played in his career..
So many broken lives there.. so few stories ending happily. He closes his eyes and loses himself in the many other Seans that have always inhabited his mind.
Aragorn and Boromir, striding proudly into Minas Tirith, side by side, while the guards call out 'The Lords of Gondor have returned!' and the standard with the white tree and the seven stars flies high above the battlements..
Ranuccio and Michele, and Lena.. an infant in her arms that impossibly has Ranuccio's blond hair and Caravaggio's dark eyes..
Errol Partridge, his eyes filled with emotion as he reads poetry to a packed audience at the opening of the first public library in Libria and smiles at Mary, seated in the front row and vibrant with love and life.
He's lost in a crowd of ghosts from his movies wanting their due, when Viggo's voice startles him, shattering the fantasy.
"Hey Bean, have you fallen asleep? Dinner's ready.."
He has his his "happily ever after", he's fairly sure of that.. He cocks his head for a moment, listening to the tuneless singing coming from the kitchen where Viggo is preparing some weird, ethnic concoction for their dinner. Yes, happily ever after is here to stay and Sean Bean is a very lucky man, but.. well.. what about those others?
He leans his head on the back of the couch and thinks of all the "unhappily ever after" he's played in his career..
So many broken lives there.. so few stories ending happily. He closes his eyes and loses himself in the many other Seans that have always inhabited his mind.
Aragorn and Boromir, striding proudly into Minas Tirith, side by side, while the guards call out 'The Lords of Gondor have returned!' and the standard with the white tree and the seven stars flies high above the battlements..
Ranuccio and Michele, and Lena.. an infant in her arms that impossibly has Ranuccio's blond hair and Caravaggio's dark eyes..
Errol Partridge, his eyes filled with emotion as he reads poetry to a packed audience at the opening of the first public library in Libria and smiles at Mary, seated in the front row and vibrant with love and life.
He's lost in a crowd of ghosts from his movies wanting their due, when Viggo's voice startles him, shattering the fantasy.
"Hey Bean, have you fallen asleep? Dinner's ready.."