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“I’m not really an actor,” says Academy Award-nominated ‘actor’, Lucas Hedges.
Enter the garden of abstraction, if you’ll be so kind, and allow us to decipher. Hedges saying he’s not really an actor means he’s anti-pop. Sure, we see him in paparazzi photos at Knicks games (finally the Knicks are winning games), and he’s been featured in every magazine from Timbuktu to Tenerife, but he’s not really...an actor.
What is an actor? We can’t get into that, too many judgment traps, Snapchat filters, and never having read a play in their lives: who is Sam Shepard, anyway? See, it’s so easy to judge. Never mind all that. God love them.
“I think the Malcolm Gladwell thing of ten thousand hours is bullshit,” Hedges declares. “Some people are born to do things
and are great at them from the moment they’re born, and I’m not one of those people who thinks,‘Keep going, figure it out!’ No. I was ready to do the same quality of work I did in Manchester by the Sea in seventh grade. But that’s one avenue—some things I would make a fool of myself doing. We need to find the things we were made to be experts in.”
For someone merely the age of 24, Hedges’ career and filmog- raphy boasts complex and stubborn roots. His oeuvre is vast and particular, each film representing a new stage of growth for Hedges as actor and human in earthly reality. We’ll have a brief look at some of these films throughout our stimulating and canorous conversation, which could be said to compound and elucidate the advent of Hedges’ panache.
First, one of the young star’s debut performances was in Dan
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