We Did OK, Kid: A Memoir by Anthony Hopkins β Review: A Legend with a Temper
Widely regarded as the most iconic entrance in movie lore β while he stands without moving a muscle.
The FBI trainee, a rookie, must walk the line of detention units until she reaches Hannibal Lecter's secure glass tank. There he stands, with features like a living skull filled with sinister intent, eerily immobile in his form-fitting prisoner's blue outfit. He stands frozen before suddenly he propels himself at the barrier, making that extraordinary hissing-slavering sound. Numerous true-crime documentaries have since demonstrated that real-life murderers are often very boring, lacking anything like Anthony Hopkins's commanding screen presence.
Hopkins was hardly unrecognized at the time he got that Oscar-winning role in the iconic film in 1989: a star wasn't born, instead, a superstar was forged. The character of Hannibal drew influence, Hopkins cheerfully recalls in his recent memoir, on the classic Dracula, on Stalin based on his daughter's accounts, and also from his icily exacting Rada tutor Christopher Fettes. Additionally, there existed a paternal-filial aspect in these moments; a difficult topic for Anthony, who further explains how his King Lear was subconsciously influenced by painful regret concerning Abigail, the daughter he was separated from from his failed first union during the 60s to Petronella Barker, who disliked him being away and drinking.
Anthony Hopkins as a toddler on the beach in 1941.
The memoir's title is derived from an historical picture of Anthony as a small child with his father at the seaside β the child who might have felt he couldn't make it. He appeared lost, isolated and sensitive child from Port Talbot, his father was Richard Arthur Hopkins, the scene-stealing supporting player in this story: a baker and man's man, a straightforward talker who detested the Bible-punching hypocrites of the chapel and didn't believe in expressing his feelings, but also exhibited dreamy, sentimental tenderness. His father who was angered by how they were forced humbly to their wealthy relations such as Aunt Patty, whose spouse was acquainted with the famous Bevan and could get Anthony as a boy into a prestigious academy: βSince they are extremely wealthy!β he shouts during the car ride. βWe are all expecting handouts! Absolute nonsense, that's the truth!β
The grovelling paid off, for a time. He was a poor student in his new institution. Then, during in an English lesson he was required to perform John Masefield's poem titled The West Wind β without prior preparation β and his voice awakened; he amazed the instructor and his classmates. He says quite plausibly that verse, by itself, started his career. This, and joining the dramatic society at the YMCA. Notably, he graduated a no-hoper, pursued acting, and amazingly to his parents, was on stage alongside Laurence Olivier at the famous theater within 10 years. He more or less did it on his own, though at that time scholarships existed to go to Rada β an opportunity for performers from modest means. His dad remained in awe by his son's international fame: on asking his son to deliver the Yorick lines from the play Hamlet, Hopkins Sr listened attentively and then retreated to another room and began crying.
Concerning the volatile, stubborn individual, he departed the theatrical troupe in a fit of pique β to Olivier's profound dismay and disapproval β but lucked into a memorable TV character playing an alleged war criminal in the series QB VII, which led indirectly to characters including in Lynch's The Elephant Man and a luminous film journey on screen, which he preferred to the stage. And he quit booze during the mid-70s once a notorious drinker, and thus made it through midlife to execute great performances, like Hannibal Lecter, the butler Stevens in The Remains of the Day with Emma Thompson and the senior with memory loss in The Father β his second Academy Award.
In the latter half of his autobiography he appears more reserved, more calculated. Some of the anecdotage doesn't quite come off. He recalls going out for lunch alongside his cast mate in Stone's Nixon, the highly regarded performer Paul Sorvino, who sought to advise him his performance as Nixon wasn't effective. Was this the moment for him to absorb a lesson from the famous actor of the Goodfellas fame? Not exactly. Anthony appears to agree with Stone's dismissal of Sorvino as driven out of envy. Really?
He often portrays the grounded, serious thespian who believes it is one's responsibility to get there on time, remember every crew member's name and proceed with the work. Absolutely. Yet he also tells confronting an obnoxious director who caused a young extra to weep: βSay sorry to her! And acquire some decency. Should you ever act that way in front of me, I'll change the shape of your face! He appears to be an individual who stopped drinking but possibly not the combativeness that went with it. An actor of his caliber is aware of the lines about Kent from Cornwall in King Lear: βHe does not know how to flatter! A truthful and simple spirit β he always tells the truth!β
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