Jude Law=SEXY
Jude Law was so hot in the movie. Now, if he were in a movie where he makes out with and has sex with a hot guy instead of Oscar Wilde (ewww) it would be amazing.
"Not so tough without your car, huh?!"
This movie was the making of Jude Law. He was, quite possibly, at the height of his considerable beauty at this time.
I think Jude is, in general, a wonderful supporting actor. He's mesmerizing but honestly I like him best when he comes in, steals the show, then waltzes away.
This movie was talked about a lot when it came out and Jude's beauty and performance were very highly regarded.
Great (nearly 10 year old!) article from Salon.com about Jude...
http://www.salon.com/2004/11/11/hey_jude/
This quote from the article is hilarious:
He spent most of the first scene of the second act naked in a bathtub. Obviously, he was nominated for a Tony.
I bolded what they say about Jude's pronunciation; I agree 100%.
Great quote from the article about Jude:
FLAIR
In the biopic “Wilde,” Jude Law plays Lord Alfred Douglas as a piece of erotic statuary that occasionally explodes into petulance, and his introduction to Oscar (Stephen Fry) is the most dazzling entrance of his career. The premiere of his “Lady Windermere’s Fan” has just brought down the house. Oscar (and the camera) are drawn toward the mesmeric lad, who responds with a nearly imperceptible tilt of the head. Otherwise he stands firm, blazing challenge from his sapphire eyes.
“You draw blood,” he compliments the chubby wit. “It’s magnificent.” (Law’s three most commanding verbal acts in the film are his pronunciations of “superb,” “delightful” and “magnificent.”) Then comes a spellbinding monologue made of flattery, harangue and narcissistic fit. He spins through a rapid pinwheel of effects, a brilliant burst of moods: avid, caustic, impudent, enthusiastic, dismissive, impish, smug, self-pitying, vulnerable, aloof, more — all at once. Both Wilde and “Wilde” never quite recover.
Here, in a film so middlebrow it’s unibrow, Jude Law establishes the parameters of his future personae: the fusion of narcissus, Peter Pan and the Dionysian dandy; the whiplash shifts in register, from fury to glee; a rare talent for pregnant immobility (c.f. “A.I.” and Rilke’s “Archaic Torso of Apollo”); arresting physical beauty; sly sexual ambiguity.
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