#Richter Alexander Hold

[bexfangirlforlife]

I had a Supernatural question in Quizduell 😄

Richter Alexander Hold - honestly best answer

#sadly my sister's boyfriend also had it right #german stuff #spn #personal #storytime #quizduell

[art-of-manliness]

15 Quotes on the Unparalleled Power of Example

There are few concepts we believe in more strongly than just how powerful the examples of other people are in shaping our lives — for better, and for worse. No one builds a life in a vacuum; we model our lives on the lives of others. Because of the reality of mimetic desire, we inevitably want what others want. The examples of other people show us possibilities for living and give us license to live in the same way. That which does not seem attainable or permissible becomes so when we see it enacted and embodied by someone else. Examples show us the heights we may be able to aspire to and the lows we may be able to get away with.  It’s tempting to believe that a sermon, lecture, or heart-to-heart talk can compensate for the impact of an example, but no words can ever surmount its influence. Its power radiates most strongly within close relationships, but also works its way down from public figures. Thus, it is of utmost importance to carefully choose who we surround ourselves with and who we elevate in the popular culture and place into positions of prominence — and to be conscious of who serves as our examples, and what kind of example we offer to others.  The following 15 quotes drive home these truths. “Nothing is so contagious as example, and we never do any great good or great evil which does not produce its like.” —François de La Rochefoucauld “Whatever parent gives his children good instruction and sets them at the same time a bad example, may be considered as bringing them food in one hand, and poison in the other.” —John Balguy “Every great example takes hold of us with the authority of a miracle, and says to us, ‘If ye had but faith, ye, also, could do the same things.'” —Friedrich Heinrich Jacobi  “Precept is instruction written in the sand. The tide flows over it, and the record is gone. Example is graven on the rock, and the lesson is not soon lost.” —William Ellery Channing  “I am only coming to Princeton to research, not to teach. There is too much education altogether, especially in American schools. The only rational way of educating is to be an example.” —Albert Einstein  “I am absolutely convinced that no wealth in the world can help humanity forward, even in the hands of the most devoted worker in this cause. The example of great and pure characters is the only thing that can produce fine ideas and noble deeds. Money only appeals to selfishness and always tempts its owners irresistibly to abuse it. Can anyone imagine Moses, Jesus, or Gandhi armed with the money-bags of Carnegie?” ―Albert Einstein “To have known one good man—one man who, through the chances and mischances of a long life, has carried his heart in his hand, like a palm branch, waving all discords into peace, helps our faith in God, in ourselves, and in each other more than many sermons.” —George William Curtis “Example is the school of mankind, and they will learn at no other.” —Edmund Burke “Example is more forcible than precept. People look at my six days in the week to see what I mean on the seventh.” —Rev. Richard Cecil “The conscience of children is formed by the influences that surround them; their notions of good and evil are the result of the moral atmosphere they breathe.” —Johann Paul Friedrich Richter “Be a patten to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole city is infected by the licentious passions and vices of great men, so it is likewise reformed by their moderation.” —Cicero “There is a transcendent power in example. We reform others unconsciously, when we walk uprightly.” —Anne Sophie Swetchine “Alexander received more bravery of mind by the pattern of Achilles, than by hearing the definition of fortitude.” —Sir Philip Sidney “Men trust their eyes rather than their ears; the road by precept is long and tedious, by example short and effectual.” —Seneca “There are bad examples that are worse than crimes; and more states have perished from the violation of morality, than from the violation of law.” —Montesquieu The post 15 Quotes on the Unparalleled… http://dlvr.it/T2G8T0

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Na toll, jetzt habe ich dieser Idee ernsthaft meine Mittagspause geopfert XD

Wünsche viel Spaß ;)

Mit einem bedächtigen Schwenk seiner Hand versetzte Remus den Kaffee in seinem Becher in Bewegung und sah hoch. Er war überrascht, wie viele seinem Aufruf gefolgt und gekommen waren. Zugegeben, der kleine Privatraum über dem Eberkopf hatte bessere Zeiten gesehen, doch bot er eine Diskretion und Abgeschiedenheit, die der Sache nur förderlich war. Einige der Anderen schlurften noch etwas unsicher durch den Raum und suchten mit den Augen nervös nach einem Platz in dem kleinen Stuhlkreis.

Er gab ihnen noch einen Moment Zeit, sich zu setzen, dann räusperte er sich kurz und die gemurmelten Gespräche ringsum erstarben.

"Ich freue mich, dass ihr alle hier seid", begann er und klopfte ungeduldig eine winzige Flamme aus, die auf seinem Ärmel erschienen war. Zu dumm, dass ihm das immer passierte, wenn er nervös war, doch das war eben der Preis des Besonderen.

Er lächelte in die Runde, "Ich möchte euch herzlich zum Ersten Treffen der Anonymen Überambitionierten Nebencharaktere begrüßen!"

Vereinzeltes, zustimmendes Gemurmel, einige nickten mit schiefem Lächeln.

"Ich würde sagen, wir fangen einfach mal ganz ungezwungen an, erzählen ein bisschen über uns und sehen wohin das führt", fuhr Remus fort und machte gleich den Anfang, "Mein Name ist Remus John Lupin, aber eigentlich heiße ich Alistair Perikles Kurt Lupin. Ich bin ein Feuerdämon-Wassermenschen-Mix und...überambitioniert!". Er atmete tief durch und vereinzelter Applaus kam in der Runde auf.

Er lächelte, "Ich habe oft das Gefühl, meiner Rolle nicht mehr gerecht zu werden! Ich habe ständig das Bedürfnis, ins Wasser zu gehen aber dann gehe ich spontan in Flammen auf! Manchmal wächst mir das alles über den Kopf und dass mein Bindungspartner der Riesenkrake ist, macht die Sache nun wirklich nicht einfacher!".

"Ich weiß genau, was du meinst!", meldete sich ein rothaariger junger Mann rechts von ihm.

"Mein Zwillingsbruder Fred hier", und er deutete auf den völlig identisch aussehenden Mann neben sich, "ist der Bindungspartner von Lucius Malfoy aber mein Partner ist Dobby der Hauself! Ihr könnt euch sicher vorstellen, dass die Familientreffen echt anstrengend sind...".

Zustimmendes Murren im Kreis und vereinzeltes Auflachen.

Ein rundgesichtiger Junge hob schüchtern die Hand. Remus nickte ihm aufmunternden zu.

"Bei uns ist das auch so. Ich bin ein Dementor-Hochelb-Libellen-Mix aber meine ganze Familie besteht aus Drachen-Veela-Mixen! Dauernd sagt Oma, 'Julianus Korvitan Longbottom, wir sind eine Feuer-Familie und Schluss!'. Dabei hab ich tierische Angst vor Feuer!"

Die Anwesenden nickten mitfühlend und die junge Blonde Frau neben ihm legte Neville tröstend die Hand auf die Schulter.

"Es ist aber auch so ein Druck!", sagte sie sanft und strich geistesabwesend über die Kette aus Butterbierkorken um ihren Hals, "immer dieses Gefühl, man müsse Großes leisten, nur weil man ein Kobold-Phönix-Vampir-Mix ist! Schön, meine Tränen haben heilende Kräfte aber niemand fragt mich, ob ich auch weinen will"

"Ich hab es so satt!", polterte es plötzlich von der anderen Seite des Stuhlkreises her. Der junge Mann, der dort saß, zog ein letztes Mal an seiner Zigarette, schnippte sie dann lässig hinter sich und weil er natürlich ein Dunkelelf-Fee-Feuersalamander-Mix war, verpuffte sie sofort in einer kleinen Stichflamme.

"Jeden verdammten Tag! 'Dean, mach das Feuer im Kamin an!', 'Dean, lass deinen Feen-Staub nicht immer rumliegen', 'Dean, du bist der Sohn von Godric Gryffindor und Salazar Slytherin-Ravenclaw, hör sofort auf, deiner Schwester die Seele auszusaugen!'. Ich könnte kotzen!"

Zwei Plätze weiter schaubte jemand laut auf. Firenze, der Zentaur, dessen Pferde-Hälfte ein Abraxaner-Kelpie-Mix war und dessen menschlicher Teil eine Mischung aus einem Werwolf, einem Hauselfen und einer Todesfee aufwies (er sprach nicht gern über seine Zeugung...), verschränkte die Arme und sagte spöttisch "Frag mich mal, wie es ist, wenn dein Seelenpartner Albus Dumbledore ist, der ständig damit beschäftigt ist, die Weltherrschaft an sich zu reißen! Ich komme mir so vernachlässigt vor!"

"Da bist du gar nicht so schlecht dran, mein Bindungspartner ist Merlin, der alte Knacker ist seit Jahrhunderten tot, keine Ahnung wie das gehen soll!", giftete Dean zurück.

"Mein Herren, bitte!", schaltete sich Remus ein, "Wir wollen doch vernünftig miteinander reden!"

Die beiden Streithähne verstummten und sahen etwas betreten zu Boden.

Remus klatschte in die Hände.

"Warum erzählt denn nicht mal jeder von uns von seinem Magier-Bluttest bei Ansuestry.com?"

#Harry Potter #Homestuck #Twilight #Glee #Hetalia #Doctor Who #Mass Effect #My Little Pony #Avengers #Sherlock #Teen Wolf #Pokemon #Hunger Games #Supernatural #Richter Alexander Hold #submission #(Anmerkung von Mod Kati: ICH STERBE. MEHRFACH. DAS IST PERFEKT.)

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hab gerade ziemlich schräge alexander hold fanfiction gefunden - anyone lust darauf, dass ich das hier teile?

#ich glaub ich brauch mehr deutsche follower lol #richter alexander hold #just german things #german #deutschland #shitpost

[supremeuppityone]

Chapter 117: A Precious Vintage

Author’s note: This was written for Klaroline Bingo @klaroline-events. Prompt: Best friend’s brother. 

You can read Part 2 here.

Bill Forbes died and the family fortune was lost. Now Caroline is desperate to keep her father’s charity afloat — without revealing her misfortune to Klaus, her childhood nemesis.

Warning: Some angst.

“I often think how unfairly life's good fortune is sometimes distributed.” ― Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace

           The crystal goblet was cool to the touch, holding the perfectly chilled Dom Pérignon rosé. And yet it scalded Caroline’s fingers the longer she held it. Her family once owned goblets like these. Until a month ago, they used to own a lot of things. Her smile was little more than a thin blade as she politely nodded at Carol Lockwood who gleefully detailed the latest rumors about the contentious Gilbert divorce. With that vicious old gossip, she knew better than to appear as anything less than perfectly content in front of her. The last thing she needed was to have a breakdown about her father’s death in front of Mystic Falls’ elite. Or the cruel aftermath.

           She murmured a few well-placed noises at Carol’s mindless recount of Miranda getting caught with Matt Donovan, a decades-younger bartender, and then allowed her gaze to sweep the grand ballroom once more. The charity auction’s glittering gold banners were crooked and if Rebekah was here, she’d scream bloody murder that polyester fabric had crossed the threshold of her ancestral manor. She loved her best friend, but her snobby side was almost as ugly as that dolphin tattoo she got on her ass cheek during that drunken weekend in Antigua.

           Carol suddenly squeezed her hand, cooing insincerely, “Please accept my condolences for your father’s passing. To lose him so unexpectedly must have been just dreadful.”

           Yes, dreadful. Especially the part where she and her mother learned that he’d fallen victim to a string of bad investments and now the Forbes’ fortune was almost gone. Caroline struggled to keep her face impassive, thinking back to how she’d had to comfort her mother just that morning when she broke down in hysterical sobs as they scoured meager apartments two towns over. They both knew eventually the truth would come out, and ferocious harpies like Carol would relish the news, but her mother insisted they keep up the pretense a bit longer. Especially since they were scrambling to keep Bill’s charity afloat and preserve his legacy.

           “Almost as dreadful as the sight of a grown man drunkenly chatting up a dimwitted bird younger than his granddaughter,” an accented voice dryly interjected, causing Carol’s forehead to crease angrily, or at least as much as the Botox would allow. Muttering a terse goodbye, she excused herself, which normally would’ve made Caroline sigh with relief, but now she was stuck with her childhood nemesis.

           She’d grown up with Klaus; affluent families like the Mikaelsons and Forbes tended to travel in the same social circles — especially in small towns like Mystic Falls. But while she and Rebekah instantly bonded to form a lasting friendship, her best friend’s brother was another matter. Blessed with a chiseled jawline and piercing intellect, add in the prestigious Mikaelson name and enviable fortune, and Klaus was one of the town’s most eligible bachelors. And a gigantic asshat.

           “I hope you aren’t expecting a thank you,” she coolly told him, “The day I can’t handle Botoxed bitches like Carol Lockwood is the day I skinny dip in mashed potatoes.”

           Gray eyes twinkling, he leaned in close as he hummed, “Now that I would pay to see, sweetheart. While I don’t share your odd affinity for mashed potatoes, I certainly can see the appeal now.”

           “I used to love them until you dunked my head in the serving bowl at Thanksgiving.”

           Klaus let out a long-suffering sigh as they settled into one of their well-worn arguments. “We were children.”

           “You chipped my tooth,” Caroline hissed, snagging another champagne flute from a waiter.

           He impishly clinked their crystal rims as he toasted her. “But what an enchanting smile you have now — as I’ve told you on countless occasions.”

           “Usually when you have several desperate groupies hanging off your arm,” she scoffed, hating how she secretly craved their bickering. Even though he’d always been a cocky asshole, arguing with him somehow felt like home. With all of the painful drama going on in her life, it was nice to indulge in something familiar.

           She rolled her eyes as she overheard Tyler Lockwood get rejected by one of the servers when he told her his yacht had a ‘bitchin’ view of the sunset’. For fuck’s sake, he’d been using that same bullshit line since they were in high school. She felt an instant connection with the girl and decided maybe that much black eyeliner could be attractive in its own way.

           “Yes, well, surely you noticed I’m unaccompanied tonight,” he ventured, eyes darting anywhere but at her as though he’d suddenly grown shy. “I thought Rebekah would’ve mentioned it...” he trailed off awkwardly.

           “She flew out last night. Alexander surprised her with a trip to Romania to hunt wild boar.”

           He raised an eyebrow. “My sister is a vegan.”

           “She thinks she’s in love,” Caroline retorted, hating her bittersweet tone.

           Flashing a dimpled smirk, he mocked, “Rebekah falls in love every other week. It’s the only time she’s punctual.” He cocked his head, studying her carefully. She wasn’t sure what he saw, but his expression turned serious as he added, “Not like you, though. You’re cautious. Meticulous. Examining every possible outcome from each angle before you take a step.”

           For once, she was struck speechless. Normally, interactions with her best friend’s brother were a bizarre mix of boisterous banter with thinly veiled hostility. This was new. She bought herself some time to process by taking a sip of the overpriced champagne; however, the familiar Dom tasted like ash. They used to serve it at every family celebration.

           “Let’s get out of here,” Klaus said unexpectedly, gray eyes blazing with a ferocity that Caroline found intensely appealing. She blamed the champagne. “I’m thinking San Sebastián. Remember that little place overlooking the Bay? Akelaŕe, I think?”

           A little half-smile touched her lips as she recalled how Rebekah’s brothers had tracked them down at the exclusive boutique hotel and convinced them to extend their stay another two weeks. In between the spectacular beaches and non-stop shopping in the local markets, they gorged themselves on Iberico carpaccio, delicate herbed soufflés and gallons of fruity txakoli and hearty crianza wines.

           She also recalled the way Klaus’ curls had darkened when he emerged from swimming in the sparkling bay, water droplets trailing down his firm chest. It was a memory she reluctantly carried with her, unsure if the spark she felt when they teased each other could be something more.

           He must’ve taken her silence as a rejection, because he quickly amended his offer with, “It doesn’t have to be a date; it could just be a friendly jaunt and you could plan our next adventure, sweetheart.” Right. She couldn’t afford to keep up with Klaus. Not now that they were from two different worlds. Caroline didn’t know what the future held for her, but she didn’t belong here anymore. And she couldn’t bear the thought of seeing the pity in his eyes once he learned the truth. “I can’t,” she softly told him, unable to mask her pained smile as she made her way toward the Mikaelsons’ lavish south garden where the charity auction was set to begin.

           She chose a seat near the back, giving Elena and the Salvatores a wide berth when she caught part of a tiresome conversation about racing and how in an idiotic fit of one-upmanship, the brothers had purchased a pair of McLaren F1s to try out on the track that weekend. She also begrudgingly admired Elena’s bravery in showing her face tonight, knowing everyone would be gossiping about her parents’ ugly divorce. Of course, the Salvatores formed a protective cocoon around her all night, so it’s not as though Elena was truly alone.

           No one would ever protect Caroline like that. Straightening her spine, she refused to give into self-pity, and instead let her gaze slide appreciatively over the impressive collections to be auctioned. Several charities had been selected by the Founders’ committee to benefit from the proceeds, and it was shaping up to be one of the most successful auctions in the town’s history. There was a Miró, several Richters, plus a giant Jackson Pollock the Mikaelsons were donating from their extensive collection. Sparkling Steuben Glassware, and even antique Baccarat with diamond stoppers rounded out the offerings, but it was the vintage Bordeaux that kept her attention.

           It had been her father’s favorite bottle, purchased from the exclusive Travelers Vineyard the year she was born. It had held a place of honor in their wine cellar, and she’d burst into tears at least twice when she’d dusted it off for the auction. But she and her mother had agreed that Bill would’ve wanted them to keep the boys’ home going as long as possible. It was a cause that he was passionate about because his grandfather spent much of his youth in one, claiming it had saved his life.

           The auctioneer held up the bottle, announcing to the crowd, “A precious vintage priced at just under $30,000. All proceeds will benefit Safe House, a residential boarding facility for at-risk youth. We’ll start the bidding at $35,000.”

           Multiple paddles were raised, and she anxiously leaned forward, taken aback when Klaus bid an aggressive $40,000. He was sitting several rows off to the side, and gazed at her with an unreadable expression.

           A few more bids were called, and Caroline bit her lip, excited that the money could fund the facility even longer than she and her mother had planned. “$100,000,” Klaus confidently shouted, flashing a dimpled smirk at the flurry of gasps around him.

           She felt her heart thud in her chest as the auctioneer closed out the bidding. Klaus paid more than three times what that bottle was worth. Did he know it was her father’s? Mild panic flitted through her mind as Caroline questioned whether Klaus somehow knew about her family’s financial troubles. Was he secretly trying to help her? Or, maybe he just understood the importance of supporting charities?

           It didn’t matter, she decided. Selfless generosity should be acknowledged and she was tired of fighting her growing feelings. She was ready to take that step. In a swish of black silk, her stride was decisive as she moved into his path. Her breath caught as she admired the perfect hang of his Tom Ford tuxedo. Her smile was hesitant even as she struggled to keep her tone nonchalant. “That was quite the display.” She watched his fingers toy with the old-fashioned waxed cork of the bottle, and she wondered if he’d like to hear how her father had taught her to make wax seals when she was little. Maybe on the flight to San Sebastián?  

           “It seems my plan to gain your attention worked,” Klaus told her with a seductive grin, flashing his dimples as her cheeks warmed. “You seemed quite fixated on this bottle, and I decided to raise the stakes just to see that lovely flush when you’re especially vexed with me.”

           She nervously tucked a stray curl behind her ear, pleased that he’d been so attuned to her to notice the wine’s importance. He was someone she could confide in. Finally.

           Klaus lightly wiggled the bottle in his grip, sighing dramatically as he said, “Elijah will have my head when he finds out I’ve purchased something so tawdry for our collection. These charity events are quite clever to wait until attendees are properly smashed so they’re more inclined to open their pocketbooks.”  

           Caroline felt her heart sink at his words. “What? I don’t...”

           “No matter,” Klaus smoothly continued, “I’ll just toss the bottle in some dusty corner of the wine cellar and my dullard brother will be none the wiser.”

           It was a punch to the gut, but she was proud of the way her venomous smile didn’t falter. This wasn’t her world anymore. And she’d never been more grateful to be reminded of that. “That bottle belonged to my father. He lost our fortune and we needed the money to keep his charity from going under. So, thank you for your selfless donation.”

           Caroline was certain his chagrined expression would become one of her favorite memories. As she stormed off, she hissed over her shoulder, “And I hope you choke on your tawdry vintage!”

#kcbingo2020 #klaroline fanfic #uppity bitch fanfic #klaroline #kc does small-town old money #klaroline aesthetic #aesthetic

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Armand Hammer & The Alchemist feat. KAYANA - “Black Sunlight”

Photo courtesy of Alexander Richter

Armand Hammer -- the duo of NYC rappers Elucid and billy woods -- are arguably the most prolific tandem of substance going in hip-hop’s underground, be it together or apart. In the past year, they’ve put out one of the year’s best albums with 2020′s listmaker Shrines and delivered standouts with others. woods’ collaboration with noise jazz rhymer Moor Mother, BRASS, was one of that strange layover between last year and the start of this year’s earliest recommendations.

On their latest effort HARAM, they’ve recorded something for the first time with a single producer by teaming up with the equally-busy and amorphous hip-hop studio legend The Alchemist. Filtering their raw, sonic collage style of beatmaking and sociopolitically pointed rhymes through his hands feels like the right step to take for them at this moment, and judging by its lead single “Black Sunlight”, everything the three -- alongside guest feature KAYANA -- bring to the boards pops out in high definition, from their prophetic apocalyptic parables to the way the soul haze dances in the ‘beams with their flow. “I ain't never hold myself to make the song sell / For for all the world,” Elucid proclaims in its final moments. Maybe it won’t, but that doesn’t mean its self-made richness doesn't shine any less worthy.

Haram by Armand Hammer & The Alchemist

Armand Hammer & The Alchemist’s HARAM will be released March 26th on Backwoodz Studios. 

#songs #armand hammer #the alchemist #kayana #backwoodz studios #new music & videos #new music and videos

[alexskarsgardnet]

New Alex Interview with The National.ie + New Portraits of Alex by Aaron Richter!

Alexander Skarsgård on finding the humanity even in the darkest villains

Dan Krauss’ fictionalised adaptation of his 2014 documentary 'The Kill Team' revolves around the murder of innocent Middle East civilians by US soldiers

In recent years Alexander Skarsgård has found himself repeatedly portraying and excelling as dark and sinister characters. From his Emmy Award-winning work in the first season of Big Little Lies to his turns in The Diary of a Teenage Girl, War on Everyone, and Hold the Dark, Skarsgård has always managed to show the humanity in individuals – even the most disturbing and depraved.

Rather than just looking for evil figures to play, though, Skarsgård tells The ­National there’s a combination of factors that ultimately help him decide whether to take a part. “It’s the character, the script and the filmmaker. If I am excited about all three it is something I should jump in and take a chance on.”

Being fascinated by the dark and disturbing That’s exactly why he decided to take on The Kill Team, Dan Krauss’s fictionalised adaptation of his 2014 documentary of the same name, which revolves around the murder of innocent Middle Eastern civilians by US soldiers commanded by Skarsgård’s character, Sergeant Deeks.

Skarsgård was “fascinated” by just how “dark and disturbing” The Kill Team documentary was, which was only enhanced when he read the script for the feature film and began to immediately envision and build Deeks in his mind. “Deeks has a complexity that I found really interesting. Dan had avoided tropes and stereotypes in the script and Deeks wasn’t the classic archetypical villain,” he explains. “That’s what got me very excited about it.”

Tapping into Skarsgård’s tremendous presence Skarsgård was always Krauss’s first choice to play Deeks. So what was it that the director saw in the Swedish actor that he wanted to tap into for The Kill Team? “He has a tremendous presence, physically, psychologically and emotionally,” says Krauss, who decided to keep Skarsgård separated from the rest of the young cast, which included Nat Wolff and Adam Long, so that their awe and respect for Skarsgård could really be felt on screen when he first appears.

Skarsgård admits that he stayed on his own for the first few weeks of production, especially when the other actors were enduring their own “two-week boot camp.” However, once they’d shot his opening sequence, where he is introduced to the other soldiers, he decided to mingle with the likes of Wolff and Long. In fact, Skarsgård found it helpful to socialise, get to know and have a good time with the other actors over dinners and talks, because they were filming such “intense” scenes and covering such “intense subject matter.”

How does Skarsgård prepare? It didn’t take long for Krauss to be in awe of the work, preparation and talent Skarsgård brought to the film. Krauss recalls Skarsgård thinking “deeply about every scene” and constantly asking, “Where was the character before this moment? Where was he after?”

This preparation meant Skarsgård could formulate a number of ideas about Deeks’ uniform, movements, barracks and even the shape and size of his mustache. So much so that Krauss admits Skarsgård took complete control of the character, and the director was more than happy to stand back and respect this ownership because he recognised that he is very much his own “storyteller at heart.”

“I think that is what makes him such a talented actor, and his experiences make him such a wonderful storyteller. Everything he does as an actor is informed by advancing the story. He is thinking a lot about narrative in his process. Smartly, too. That is a gift for a director,” Krauss says.

Moving away from the darkness to Godzilla vs Kong But while Skarsgård clearly thrives, playing such complex and nefarious characters, he’ll next be seen as a more charming figure in the huge Hollywood blockbuster Godzilla vs Kong, due out in March next year. While Skarsgard was never afraid of being pigeonholed, he is the first to admit that he initially considered Godzilla vs Kong because he “had done a row of quite dark and intense characters” and wanted to try something different. Ultimately, though, it was the opportunity to work with director Adam Wingard – who he describes as smart, lovely and incredible with actors – that actually made him sign up. “When he reached out, the tone of the genre and the movie is much different to the smaller, darker movies I have done. It was a character I was really ready to play. It is a character that is very likeable,” Skarsgård says.

Following on from his recent comedic turn opposite Seth Rogen and Charlize Theron in Long Shot, Godzilla vs Kong gives Skarsgård another chance to bring some levity to a film. Which he does a lot “because even though he is the protagonist of a big action movie he is not a hero or ex-marine. He doesn’t even have the tools to deal with what he is up against. He is just a geologist that is thrown into this world”, Krauss says.

Skarsgård immediately found this both interesting and appealing, especially as he the main protagonists of big action films are usually “quite boring” to him. What also sealed the deal was the fact Wingard and the creative team over at Legendary Studios were open to re-writing and re-shaping the character specifically for him.

Throughout its production, which wrapped a couple of months ago, and which Skarsgård calls a “great experience with great people”, he was given the freedom and room “to explore the humanity” of his unlikely hero, which he believes will be integral to making Godzilla vs Kong work.

“People come to these movies to see these big action set pieces, but if it isn’t rooted in real characters you are invested in, that you care about, then the movie doesn’t work.”

All of which proves that whether he is playing an abusive husband, murderous soldier or a geologist trying to save the world from monsters, Skarsgård’s preparation, detail and dedication is so impressive and inspiring that it has rightfully turned him into one of the most sought after actors of his generation.

Sources/Thanks:  Article/Interview:  Gregory Wakeman for TheNational.ae (x), Portraits:  Originals by Aaron Richter (taken in New York on October 8, 2019).

#Alexander Skarsgard #Alexander Skarsgård

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Deutsche Börse Photography Foundation prize Catalogue with text by Orit Gat.

The award will now be announced (virtually) on Sept 14th. For further info on how to join the webcast please consult The Photographers Gallery Website.

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Orit Gat

1 A beginning

In Paris, an artist painting in a studio that used to be part of a monastery. She goes out and gets the largest drawing papers she can find. Surrounded by paint pots and brushes, it’s an image that belongs in a tradition of artists painting away in Parisian garrets, only this is not that story. What Clare Strand was painting in her Paris studio during a three-month residency at the Centre Photographique d'Ile-de-France in 2017 was a translation of pre-existing photographs that were ‘read’ to her over the phone by her husband in the UK. From across the English Channel, he would give her directions that would encode an image of his choosing, and she would paint it.

2 Transmission

Strand and her husband were following an existing model. The method they were using to transmit information was described in George H. Eckhardt’s ‘Electronic Television’, from 1936, in which he outlined how a photograph can be transmitted via code over telegraph. In this system, the original image is divided into a grid, with every square being given a value from 1 to 10. 1 is white, 2 has a tinge of grey, 3 is greyer, 4 darker and so on until 10, which is black. The initial source images from which Strand’s husband chose the images he would transmit to her were 10-by-8 inches, which they divided into a grid of forty-nine squares across and sixty down, each about 5 square millimetres. If it’s boring to read, imagine the couple’s phone conversations: he would call and say 24-2; 25-4; 26-5; and so on. Through conversation, with Strand following her husband’s direction, the language would form a representation of the original image. Like a human fax machine.

3 The result

Is a series of ten black-and-white paintings in acrylic on paper. The history of art brings forth associations and relations, from the development of the grid as a foundation for perspective in the Renaissance, to the nineteenth-century illusionism achieved through Pointillism. There are Gerhard Richter’s black-and-white paintings, László Moholy-Nagy’s telephone paintings, Agnes Martin’s feather-light grids. But the connection to the history of art crumbles in front of the actual framed paintings. They’re human, Strand says, as she reasserts that she is not a painter. They’re messy, imperfect. There are hairs that stuck to the paper, dust congealed into the paint. However, in installation shots of the whole series, they look like another kind of work. Photographed, the paintings seem faultless: the black, white and grey hues reminiscent of aestheticized black-and-white photography; the paintings look clean, their edges not frayed, the small mistakes blend into the frame. It’s like they have two lives, as object and as image. When I ask Strand which one matters more, she answers, ‘I don’t know. What I find ironic is that, as much I try to push “photography” into different mediums, I can never escape the camera and how it operates as a tool of representation. With each press or catalogue reproduction, the paintings are represented as photographs, which is somewhat at odds with the concept of the work – photography transposing into painting only then to be represented by photography!’

4 Utility

To talk about the history of art and about installation shots is to ignore how the objecthood of the paintings depends on their creation. This series, titled The Discrete Channel with Noise, is at once the result of and the documentation of communication and its possible failures. Looking at the paintings, I want to say they look pixelated, but that would make them more photo than painting, more final product than process.

5 The first man who saw the first photograph

The relationship between painting and photography always makes me think of Roland Barthes writing in his essay on photography, Camera Lucida, that ‘The first man who saw the first photograph (if we except Niépce, who made it) must have thought it was a painting: same framing, same perspective. Photography has been, and is still, tormented by the ghost of Painting.’  Later in the book, he writes about photography’s relationship to reality, or to the document: ‘No writing can give me this certainty. It is the misfortune (but also perhaps the voluptuous pleasure) of language not to be able to authenticate itself.’ The photo as confirmation of fact. That fact, that reality, is communicated over phone lines in The Discrete Channel with Noise. When we look at a photograph, what we’re looking for, according to Barthes, is knowledge that a thing, an event, happened. He writes about Polish soldiers in a 1915 photo by André Kertész: ‘that they were there; what I see is not a memory, an imagination, a reconstitution, a piece of Maya, such as art lavishes upon us, but reality in a past state: at once the past and the real.’ What we see, in The Discrete Channel with Noise, is a story about reality rather than proof thereof.

6 Whizzing through the air

When I meet Strand, she hands me an assortment of notes. She’s hesitant about it for a minute, as if giving me homework rather than help. Or as if she expects communication can fail, and thinks a list of references may offer a way out of an impasse. The history of Morse code; pigeon post between Paris and England c. 1870–71; Eckhardt; Cybernetics founder Norbert Weiner and American mathematician Claude Shannon’s information theory, which gave The Discrete Channel with Noise its title: Strand’s research does not explain as much as expand the work. And then in the notes is a quote from the 1973 movie Charlie and the Chocolate Factory based on Roald Dahl’s writing, recreating Eckhardt’s transmission of images over radio. Here the character Mike Teavee, the winner of the fourth golden ticket, who loves this technology, explains: “You photograph something then the photograph is split up in to millions of tiny pieces and they go whizzing through the air, then down to your TV set when they are all put together in the right order” 

Mike Teavee, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl (1971).

That it is possible to share an image, and the labyrinthine process of it whizzing through the air is in line with Dahl’s 1971 book, in which the candy factory includes an impenetrable room-sized machine that, when operated, makes a lot of noise, takes a lot of time, and then produces a single bit of chewing gum. Unimpressive until someone chews it and realizes it is as nourishing as a three-course dinner: tomato soup, roast beef with baked potatoes, blueberry pie and ice cream for dessert.

Proof: the overcomplicated can sometimes be amazing. 

A lesson: also worth exploring.

7 Thirty-six images on a journey

The ten images in The Discrete Channel with Noise were chosen from a collection of thirty-six images Strand has compiled for a previous work, The Entropy Pendulum (2015), in which each of these photographs, which were taken from a tabloid newspaper’s archive, was eroded by the weight of a pendulum over the course of one day in an exhibition, then framed. Strand rephotographed the physical photos from the archive, creating a digital output that becomes a dataset ready for reuse. The subject of those images related to what Strand refers to as the subject of her work in general – magic, illusion, the paranormal, communication, transmission, the way people thought communication technologies were magical when they were first introduced, the way Alexander Graham Bell called the telephone a way to ‘talk with electricity’. How to read the transformation of these images through the process in The Discrete Channel with Noise These images are on a journey of losing and gaining information. The project is a metaphor, if not a realization, for what images do anyway: in flux, they move and shift in meaning.

8 Shifting in meaning

Why pay attention to shifts? Because shifts in context can mean that information is lost, or misused. An art historian friend of mine regularly points out that Alexander Nix, the founder and CEO of Cambridge Analytica, studied art history in university. Art matters, images matter, she wants to say. All channels of misinformation need to be decoded. Is there a present and a real, like Barthes thought there was in an only slightly less technological time than the one we occupy, today? Or is the subject of study now how realities are fractured across channels of communication?

9 An entire history of communication

The diagram used to explain Eckhardt’s ‘Electronic Television’ has a man sitting at a table in front of a large black-and-white image divided into a grid of a woman with short, curly hair who looks a bit like an early Hollywood film star. His sleeves are rolled up, his back a bit hunched, he is clearly concentrating. He holds a long pointer stick and taps information onto a device resting on the desk he is sitting at. The cable running from that device spirals into a growing network of telephone poles that reach a window, and from that window to a box on the wall, and straight from the box to a set of headphones that another man wearing a blazer (or is it a lab coat?) standing in front of a large grid, only partially completed with the recognisable top of the short-haired woman’s head. He holds a paint brush at the same spot the other man’s pointer is. Behind him on a table are 10 boxes of paint numbered from 1 (white) to 10 (black) and some paint brushes. The caption reads, ‘Fig. 26. A Simple Method for Sending Pictures by Wire or Radio.’

Visually, it matters that the example is always a woman and the transmitters and receivers are always men. The message is that even in new technologies, even in a new world, some old signals remain. That is what Eckhardt’s diagram exemplifies. An entire history of communication reinforces the idea of who gets to speak across these lines. It is therefore fitting that The Discrete Channel of Noise is structured and executed by a female artist.

10 A piece of Maya

When Barthes writes that ‘no writing can give me this certainty’, he is asserting photography’s relationship to what he calls ‘the real’. But as a writer, he must have known that it is the rest of the above-cited list – ‘a memory, an imagination, a reconstitution, a piece of Maya’ – that is one of the potentials of art: to reconstitute is a way of reimagining the world. After Cambridge Analytica, or in line with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, I want to argue that the redefinition or the exploration of that real is the contemporary condition. We come to things with suspicion, some of which is about recognising the failures of the systems around us. But we also come to them with a sense of possibility, a remnant of the Maya or the three-course meal chewing gum: the idea that the world is a story, and it can be shared.

[beginagaingossip]

now that valentine's day is over, are there any new or budding couples you think might be doomed from the start?

Oh, they’re all doomed. But you want specifics, don’t you?

Logan has a bad habit of stabbing the objects of his affection. Jean Grey, Scott Summers… I hope Terry’s pretty voice makes her immune to adamantium claws, but I doubt it. Roy Harper and Jason Todd are doomed in general, but especially in the love department. The only question there is which of them dies next. They both seem to make a habit of that, don’t they? 

Jon Kent and Sam Alexander are cute… but they won’t last, either. The real question is whether or not Nova can break Superboy’s heart without Kryptonite. Personally, I’m looking forward to finding out. I’ve got a feeling Remy is about to find out Rogue can drain the life out of him even with that sexy collar — that southern accent is bound to get exhausting after a while, isn’t it? 

The only couple not doomed is Julio Richter and Shatterstar… mostly because someone actually has to admit to wanting to be in a couple before it can crash and burn, and I’m not holding my breath on that one.

— To live, and die and live again, Ophelia ‘Aida’ Sarkissian, Madame Hydra

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TS3 Freedom’s call Gen. I: Chapter II

Heya you! Welcome to this tumblr of mine (or should I call it simblr?). If you haven’t read the chap no 1 here it is! By the way, how ya all doing? The weather is horrible here, north wind and rain ugh. But anyways, it’s 3:33 and here is another chap of this super sexy challenge!

Chapter 1 // Chapter 3

Chapter II:

Cain haven’t slept at all. The thoughts of her new life have frightened her, have sent cold shivers down her spine. She couldn’t sleep nor eat. By the time the sun has shown its greyish rays she would be sitting in the same position on the same chair with the same dog called the same horrid name.

The hope from yesterday was long gone.

Bipolar disorder behaves that way doesn’t it?

The knock was very real. She stood up to open the old wooden door.

“Hello, Miss.” A vamp in an NWO officer suit.

She’s been informed about everyting that was to happen. Like Arthur Trin, like Genevieve Desttra, like all of ‘em, she will obbey. They said it’s only a matter of time.

They have tried.

And now they weren’t even sad. They thought themselves lucky.

“We lucky we alive!” was their idea. The idea that kept them going. “You don’t give up!”

The officer lifted a hand with a small scanner. “Could I?” What a strict face he had.

“What. Why.”

“I have to add you into partnership database. Just hold your hand this high.” She did and the machine beeped slightly. “That’s it. Thank you.”

The NWO has put a chip inside of her. Now that’s just awesome.

A quarter of an hour later they were standing in front of not so devastated house made of some kind of shiny gray stone. A green steam escaped the air condition boxes on the roof. There was a balcony with a yellow plant growing up from the concrete floor and a police car stood tall under it.

“Welcome home.” The officer said. He gave her a house key card and took one of the boxes from her hands. “Can I ask you a question?”

The dog barked.

“What do you want?” Cain frowned at the small being.

It barked and barked and then ran somewhere behind the house. The sound of water splashing echoed through the small street.

She followed the officer into the house. “Of course you can ask me a question. Or are we forbidden to do that now too?” The house was, well, nice. All black and gray and white. But unlike Abel’s it was full of furniture.

He put the box on a kitchen sink, then walked towards her. After a while of silent looks his voice vibrated near to her. “Can you remember your name?”

“Oh, have I not introduced myself.” She bit her nails. Nervousness and irony splashed her in the face. 

What the fuck is this world all about. A junkyard of supernaturals. No will, no self. Yes obedience, becouse if not, you’re dead. And that does not want anyone. “Cain.. Rodgers.” 

A land of drugged zombies. There must be something in the air or why would everyone resign that soon. A happy place.? Glad to be alive.?

But hell, she didn’t want to die yet.

Maybe sometimes.

But.

Not now.

“Thank you for the box officer.”

“You are welcome.”

As he walked past her to the door, she stopped him for the final time. “Sorry, but noone really told me what to do. Could you maybe-”

“Tommorow is your 1st work day, don’t be late. Till then I advice you not to leave the house.” His eyes traced a monitor hanging above the door. “Don’t say or do anything you’ll regret. The punishment is not worth it.” Then he left.

She looked around. The house was kind of beautiful. Cold, but heart-warming. It’s hard to describe the feeling. There was a man’s shirt thrown over the kitchen table. A voice from the radio babbled something about the new nature-cleaning program. Smooth cracking of fire, an open bottle of should-be-wine-but-no-alcohol-alowed and an opened newspaper on the counter. It felt like home.

Not hers of course. But someone lives here, it seems, for a long time now.

The only odd thing was that there was nothing inside the fridge. Strange but what the hell.

For a bitter second the memories of her family hit her under the ribs.

Another splash from outside. This one she could actually see. She glanced through the glass kitchen door onto the veranda. The dog was swimming breathlessly in what seemed like green-watered pool.

Never gonna swim in that, ever.

She checked every room. There was noone int the whole house. Maybe the guy has gone to work or something. And unfortunately walking up the stairs she found a nursery. She has been told that she is supposed to give a birth to a baby. But now it seems more real than yesterday in that shop.

Abel has been here for more then 6 months and is still in that cabin, still alone. Arthur has been here for several weeks before he was given a partner. The same goes for almost everybody whom she had spoken with yesterday.

It’s because she’s a Gin, isn’t it.

The experiments.

Cain went straight for the bathroom and after a five minute try of looking for pills she threw up.

Would they experiment on a baby?

It was past 5pm when Cain heard the door open. She was laying on the most comfortable mattress she has ever touched. Her nerves were having a party in her stomac.

There was no I’m home honey.

She carefuly walked down the stairs but stopped midway through.

There he was. Sitting on a silver bar chair next to a counter, reading newspapers, perhaps also listening to the radio guy, and drinking a canned juice. Still wearing the NWO officer outfit. Still a vamp.

You must be kidding.

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Chapter 1 // Chapter 3

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Russia’s New Constitution to Further Silence Debate

Outside the Moscow headquarters of the Federal Security Service last week, some of Russia’s most prominent journalists protested the arrest of Ivan Safronov, a former journalist charged with treason. Some were briefly detained.

If this were taking place in the U.S. — or any other Western democracy — the outrage would be deafening, but in Russia, the news media’s struggle for rights has become routine.

That struggle is expected to become harder after Russia on July 1 voted to adopt amendments to its Constitution that will allow President Vladimir Putin’s government to increase pressure on freedom of speech.

The same vote that allowed Putin to reset his presidential terms to zero and potentially stay in power until 2036 also created a series of legal loopholes to the constitutional ban on censorship via protections for “historical truth,” a ban on giving Russian territory to foreign powers, and definition of marriage as between only a man and a woman.

Russian lawmakers said they would now amend about 100 laws and adopt several new ones so that legislation aligns with the constitutional amendments.

Media experts and critics say the changes could be used to further stifle criticism or debate about issues such as Russia’s annexation of Crimea, or to embolden authorities to take a harsher response to dissent.

Fears that the vote would usher in a new decline for press freedom appear to have already been realized.

Since polling concluded on July 1, Safronov was arrested and Svetlana Prokopyeva, a freelancer who contributes to Radio Free Europe/Radio Liberty, was convicted of "justifying terrorism” over a commentary published last year about terror attacks in Russia. International rights organizations called the charge “bogus” and described the case against her as an attempt to intimidate journalists.

Accused of passing secrets

Authorities accused Safronov, an adviser for Russia’s space agency who previously worked for the newspapers Kommersant and Vedomisti, of passing military secrets to the Czech Republic, a charge he denies. His lawyer and supporters say the charges are fabricated.

“The regime begins to act roughly and will continue to act even more rough. Pressure on news outlets may intensify. Most likely, funding opportunities for many Russian independent media and bloggers will be cut off,” Alexander Morozov, an expert from the Boris Nemtsov Center for the Study of Russia, at Charles University in Prague, told VOA.

Police officers detain a protester during a rally to cancel the results of voting on amendments to the Constitution in Moscow, Russia, July 15, 2020.

The Russian Constitution officially prohibits censorship, but that hasn’t stopped authorities from persecuting critical and independent journalists.

“The amendments reflect a tendency that has existed in Russian practice, politics and law for almost 20 years now,” said Andrei Richter, who holds a professorship in media studies in Slovakia and is a former director at the Moscow Media and Law Policy Institute.

“Just like in Soviet times, the government affirms its monopoly on the truth,” he said. “Monopoly in this case means the truth recognized by the government and nothing but that truth. What’s important for the government here is whether you cross the line it has set for you in matters of freedom of speech.”

Discussion of territorial disputes

With the ban on the "alienation of Russian territory" — an amendment prohibiting Russia’s leader from giving territory to a foreign country — that line could be discussion of territorial disputes.

The State Duma, Russia’s lower house of parliament, is proposing a law that would criminalize discussion on international disputes. If it passes, journalists could risk prosecution for reporting on anything that contradicts or questions Russia’s narrative on Crimea.

Russia annexed Crimea in 2014 in a move the international community condemned and does not recognize. It has also backed separatist fighters in eastern Ukraine, Moldova and Georgia.

The same applies to reporting on same-sex marriage, which under the new amendments is viewed as unconstitutional.

Tatyana Lokshina, associate director for the Europe and Central Asia division at Human Rights Watch, said the amendment “enshrines” conservative views.

FILE - Police detain a gay rights activist during a rally marking May Day in downtown St. Petersburg, Russia, May 1, 2017.

“This is a symbolic gesture that logically follows from the shift to discriminate against the gay community,” she said. “Thе start of this para-governmental shift was the adoption, at federal level, of the ‘law on gay propaganda’ back in 2013. Under that law, the press can be held accountable.”

Since the 2013 law came into effect, several websites offering information and advice on gay issues have been shut down.

The amendments on “historical truth” and not diminishing “the heroic deed of Russian people when defending the Fatherland” also reflect a wider trend.

Russia's wartime history

State media have repeated comments by Putin on Europe’s role in World War II, including his comments that collusion between Europe and Adolf Hitler led to the war.

Discussion about Russia’s actions and strategy during the war has previously angered “patriotic” listeners and viewers and led to official investigations.

In 2014, for instance, the St. Petersburg prosecutor’s office investigated Dozhd TV for potential wrongdoing after the channel hosted an on-air survey about Hitler’s 900-day Siege of Leningrad that cost 800,000 civilian lives before the Russian army freed the city. Any perceived criticism is viewed as dishonoring the memory of those who died.

Several broadcast providers disconnected the channel, but prosecutors found no evidence of a crime.

Under the new amendments, the channel could face charges for “belittling heroic deeds.”

FILE - Russian journalist Svetlana Prokopyeva holds flowers after a court session in Pskov, Russia, July 6, 2020. A court in Pskov convicted her on charges of condoning terrorism and ordered her to pay a fine.

In general, Russia’s media community expects nothing good to come from the constitutional changes or proposed laws.

"Journalists already carry a very heavy burden, and Svetlana Prokopyeva’s case is an example of this,” Lokshina said. “The government drives it home to Russian journalists that any discussions related to terror or questioning whether authorities are right can fall under ‘justification of terrorism’ in the criminal code and completely destroy a person’s life."

Prokopyeva's situation

This is the situation Prokopyeva finds herself in, Lokshina said. Until the criminal record has been cleared, she will remain on a list of terrorists and extremists, be blocked from her bank account and placed under a travel ban.

“This can happen to anyone who allows themselves to speak unfavorably about the government,” Lokshina said.

Several human rights activists and experts see the cases of Prokopyeva and Safronov as a signal to the press of swift and harsh consequences for disobedience.

Others, including Morozov, from the university in Prague, said the method Putin used to “hack” the Constitution could be viewed by law enforcement and anyone wanting to suppress opposition as permission to act roughly.

"Long before the amendments, many entities were working on restrictions in Russia. A sizable group of parliamentarians have made it their profession to establish prohibitions, including for journalists,”  Morozov said. “The way the constitutional reform occurred unties the hands of these entities: If they were somewhat restricted before the adoption of these amendments, now they have carte blanche.”

The fact that Putin decided to simply “reset” his previous terms rather than find a more complex way to remain in office could signal that authorities will now be prone to simple and tough tactics, according to the political scientist.

“To implement all openly ideological norms that are now prescribed in the Constitution, they will pass new laws where punishment will be introduced or intensified for those who do not comply with these standards," Morozov said. "And each media outlet will wonder whether it has gone too far by publishing something controversial.”

The bolder stance from authorities has already been seen in its response to criticism of the arrests of Safronov and Prokopyeva.

When Rebecca Ross, spokesperson for the U.S. Embassy in Moscow, tweeted that the arrests looked “like a concerted campaign against #MediaFreedom,” Russia’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs replied, "Mind your own business."

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[tobikeck]

“Fine Young Artists”

is a continuously growing collection of scalp-casts of contemporary visual artists. In fact it is representing an emerging new generation of artists, born in the 1980s and early 1990s.

The collection is currently holding the following artists:

Tobi Keck, Konrad Hanke, Lars Fischer, Julia Kiehlmann, Peter Fahr, Myriam Mayer, Inho Choi, Philipp Putzer, Nadja Kurz, Dominik Schäfer, Karl Kowalke, Carolin Richter, Euiyoung Hwang, Grit Aulitzky, Marten Schech, Rasmus Roos-Lindquist, Simon Mann, Gabriel von Bethlen, Lisa Wölfel, Ulrike Hild, Jonas Johnke, Melanie Börner, Andrea Barzaghi, Alexandre Karaivanov, Lilly Urbat, Nadine Baldow, Manaf Halbouni, Marco Stanke, Florian Birk, Sophie Altmann, Michael Ullrich, Carolin Trunk, Eva Schmidt, Katina Rank, Sascha Patzig, Jacob Friedländer, Max Stühlen, Moritz Liebig, Ruth Unger, Maria Kazimierczyk, Karin Armbruster, Eric Beier, Jan Kunze, Amanda Ziemele, Sten Gutglück, Theresa Tuffner, Johannes Listewnik, Johannes Bünemann, Hansol Kim, Mirjam Kroker, Robert Czolkoß, Lars Frohberg, Julia Langhammer, Thomas Schmelzer, Gala Goebel, Steve Braun, Alexander Endrullat, Jonas Lewek, Winnie Seifert, Birke Bonfert, Michael Eppler, Andi Fischer, Hannah Gottschalk, Theresa Rothe, Philipp Zörndlein, Florian Witt, Jasmin Schmidt, Liselotte Gammaschlag, Matthias Garff, Karoline Schneider, t.b.c.

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[alexskarsgardnet]

New Alex Interview with the NY Times + a new portrait by Aaron Richter!

There Are Worse Roles Than the Seducer. Ask Alexander Skarsgård.

The actor talks about his latest turn as a compelling sociopath in “The Kill Team” and his Emmy-winning role in “Big Little Lies.”

By Kathryn Shattuck

Alexander Skarsgård found “The Kill Team,” Dan Krauss’s 2014 documentary about American soldiers accused of murdering Afghan civilians for sport, deeply disturbing.

But when Krauss decided to transform it into a feature film, and asked Skarsgård to play Sergeant Deeks, a role based on the ringleader — Staff Sgt. Calvin Gibbs, now serving a life sentence — Skarsgård imagined something other than the war atrocities and whistle-blowing central to the narrative.

“At end of the day I saw it as a love story,” he said, recalling his character as at once fatherly and sadistic, in many ways irresistible to the impressionable infantrymen. “It’s about jealousy and how my character is able to manipulate these young soldiers and how he plays them against each other. It’s a courtship.”

The sociopath in sheep’s clothing is a role Skarsgård has come to know well; it follows his Emmy- and Golden Globe-winning turn as Perry, the suave, wife-beating rapist whose death ignites “Big Little Lies.”

And now he’s shooting “The Stand,” the CBS All Access adaptation of the Stephen King novel by the same name. He’ll play Randall Flagg, a.k.a. the Dark Man (among other aliases), an evildoer who repeatedly shows up in King’s work.

On break from the show’s Vancouver set, Skarsgård , 43, settled his towering, post-“Tarzan” frame onto a sofa in a Manhattan film office while alternating sips of water and black coffee. The city is his base, though he intends to spend more time in Sweden with his family.

Has portraying the seducer become a recurring theme? “I hope not,” Skarsgård said, laughing uncomfortably and blushing a little. “Though I could have a worse fate than getting stuck doing that,” he added.

These are edited excerpts from the conversation.

NYT/Kathryn Shattuck:  Calvin Gibbs isn’t heard from in the documentary. So how did you begin to develop his character?

Alex: It was very important to me that he was enigmatic and magnetic in a way where he would draw them to him. It’s not that he’s just a tough badass who’s been to war, because that wouldn’t be very interesting for long. It’s that feeling of “I would do anything, whatever you ask me to,” which in this case turns into something really, really dark. So in these more intimate moments I wanted it to be more of a seduction. It’s not all big muscles and testosterone.

NYT:  Because you wanted Deeks to feel like an “other” when he appeared, you didn’t prep for the film alongside Nat Wolff and Adam Long. Were they aware of what was happening?

Alex: [Laughs] I think they felt that I was trying to seduce them.

NYT:  What disturbed you most about the documentary?

Alex:  It raised a lot of questions — and a lot of questions about myself. How would I react in a situation like that? Do I have the moral courage to say when enough is enough or when something is wrong? Whistle-blowers are vital to a democracy, and I’m very troubled by the way they’re being persecuted today. Having served in the military, I’m not naïve and understand that there are things that you don’t want to go public. But when there are wrongdoings, there’s got to be a channel to address that, and they’re referred to today almost as if they’re spies. We would not have had Watergate without Deep Throat. We would not have had the Pentagon Papers without [Daniel] Ellsberg. It’s important to have people in authority be held accountable. Because if they can act with impunity, then what kind of society are we creating?

NYT:  Drawing on your own military experience in Sweden, how do you explain the dynamic between commanding officers and enlisted men that makes soldiers do things they wouldn’t ordinarily consider?

Alex:  You’re fascinated by them. When I first joined, I remember a week or two when we’re on base and the guys that had been in for a year already were out on a mission. We were sitting there in our crisp, brand-new uniforms, nice polished shoes, and we hadn’t yet earned the hat and the symbol on your shoulder and the dagger that our unit had. And when they came back after two weeks in the woods with the smell and bloody knuckles and dirt and a uniform that’s been out in the field for a year and the hats, and the daggers on their shoulders, I remember looking at those guys like they were the coolest human beings on the planet. If they ever said hi or something, we’d just melt.

NYT:  Let’s talk about that other sociopath, Perry in “Big Little Lies.” Your character was already dead in Season 2, but you frequently showed up in flashbacks. Did you film new scenes?

Alex: Yeah, all those flashbacks were shot a year later.

NYT:  How tricky were those scenes in which you hit Nicole Kidman, who played your wife?

Alex: Nicole and I slowly walked through the movements, just to feel that we were comfortable with what was happening and that we were on the same page with what we’re trying to do. But then it was like flipping a switch when the camera rolled and diving in, which was very intense and very exhausting. But I think the importance in that relationship is that you flip those switches at the same time, on and off, and Nicole and I were very much in sync. We both know we feel it and then, boom, we’re in. And then we know exactly when to stop and pull the ripcord.

NYT:  You also had a scene with Meryl Streep, who played your very scary mother. Were you at all nervous or star-struck?

Alex:  I’d never met her, but Dad [Stellan Skarsgård] has worked with her on “Mamma Mia” twice, and he adores her. She couldn’t have been more magnanimous or lovely on set but you definitely feel that you’re in the presence of greatness.

NYT:  So like the military, there’s a hierarchy on set?

Alex: I wouldn’t say it’s a hierarchy because she’s so warm and lovely and easygoing. It’s not like you’re on set and a big movie star walks on and people tense up or get uncomfortable. But that said, it’s [expletive] Meryl Streep, so to work with her was extraordinary. You don’t have to act because she gives you so much that you could just sit and absorb and receive. I felt like a spectator sometimes in those scenes. I just wanted to lean back and eat popcorn and admire her.

NYT:  And now you’re cast as Randall Flagg, another terrifying guy.

Alex:  It’s early days, so I’m still trying to shape him and figure out who he is. But he is definitely one of the most enigmatic characters I’ve ever played. He’s a trickster and seducer as well. He has an anarchistic streak, and he’s intrigued by physical destruction but also moral destruction and finds most people very pitiful and very easy to manipulate.

NYT:  Is Stephen King involved in the production?

Alex:  They’re talking about going up to Maine to do a private screening once we’re done with the first episode, and it’s exciting that he’s very much involved. He wrote the final episode himself. It’s a coda to a novel written 40 years ago where you see what happened after the novel ends, and that episode is amazing.

NYT:  Next year we’ll also see you in “Godzilla vs. Kong.” What can you say about your character?

Alex:  He’s much more likable than Perry or Randall Flagg. He’s a geologist and works closely with Kong. And what I liked about my character was he’s terrified, he’s not brave, he’s not equipped to be a leader or a hero, and he enters this adventure very reluctantly. I’d done a series of quite intimate and dark films, which I loved — “Little Drummer Girl,” about the conflict in the Middle East, and “Hold the Dark,” about a man who loses his son. So after these very intense roles I was just ready to go and have fun.

NYT:  Back to the question of being a whistle-blower yourself: What did you ultimately conclude?

Alex:  It’s easy to sit here on the couch with a coffee and say, “Yeah, I would blow the whistle, of course. I’d do the righteous thing.” I hope that I would have the courage to do that — but I’m not sure.

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^TOP STORIES<

^Tributes abound for Rep. John Lewis after the death of the civil rights giant<

LEWIS-TRIBUTES:LA — The death of civil rights icon John Lewis prompted an outpouring of tributes on Saturday, a combination of mournful praise and calls to action as the nation faces a fresh reckoning with persistent racism a half century after his pioneering protests for Black equality.

“Not many of us get to live to see our own legacy play out in such a meaningful, remarkable way. John Lewis did,” former President Obama said in a written tribute. “And thanks to him, we now all have our marching orders — to keep believing in the possibility of remaking this country we love until it lives up to its full promise.”

Lewis, 80, died of pancreatic cancer late Friday.

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^Q&A: What is herd immunity? And how do we get there on COVID-19?<

CORONAVIRUS-HERD-IMMUNITY-QA:TB — Add to the pandemic lexicon another once-obscure term that’s come into common usage: “herd immunity.”

Along with “flatten the curve,” “social distancing” and “super spreader,” it’s a phrase that prior to COVID-19 was casually uttered mainly by epidemiologists and public health officials. But while the meanings of those other terms are now clear to many, herd immunity is a concept that is more complex, more nuanced and often misunderstood, scientists say.

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^If COVID-19 keeps spreading in South Florida, lockdown could be only weeks away<

CORONAVIRUS-FLA:FL — Miami-Dade Mayor Carlos A. Gim nez was caught by surprise of possible shutdown plans explored by the City of Miami.

With COVID-19 rocketing out of sight, South Florida’s government leaders are counting on minimal measures to bring it under control. But the threat of a return to lockdown is growing, and it could be only weeks away.

Shutting down is seen as a last resort, but a conceivable one

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^How Miami plans to host an October presidential debate amid a coronavirus pandemic<

CAMPAIGN-DEBATE-MIAMI:MI — When President Donald Trump and presumptive Democratic presidential nominee Joe Biden take the stage at Miami’s Adrienne Arsht Center for the Performing Arts on Oct. 15, they’ll be debating before a small and socially distanced audience, according to plans crafted by the host facility.

And everyone will be required to follow Miami-Dade County’s “New Normal” rules for stopping the spread of the coronavirus — which currently includes wearing face coverings.

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^Analysis: What it will take for Biden to keep his climate promise<

^CAMPAIGN-BIDEN-CLIMATE-ANALYSIS:BLO—<Joe Biden’s long-anticipated climate plan landed this week, and it contained big promises designed to please some of the presumptive Democratic nominee for president’s key constituencies. After four years of borderline denialism and regulatory rollbacks on climate by the Trump administration, the plan seemed to excite environmental advocates past the point of reality checks.

First, let’s parse the politics of the plan. It calls for $2 trillion of spending over the next four years on areas such as energy efficiency and mass transit, up from the $1.7 trillion Biden pledged to climate issues as a primary candidate.

Presidential platforms shouldn’t be judged as policy. Still, those looking at the Biden climate plan from a more technical perspective have raised serious questions about its feasibility.

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^Attempt to topple Columbus statue in Chicago prompts standoff with police, arrests and rebuke of mayor<

CHICAGO-STATUE:TB — At least 1,000 people swarmed the Christopher Columbus statue in Grant Park on Friday evening in a failed attempt to topple it after a march turned tense and chaotic when some people began throwing fireworks and cans at the police, who in turn struck members of the crowd with batons.

Following a rally in support of Black and indigenous people, hundreds of protesters marched south on Columbus Drive shortly after 7 p.m. Then a person shouted that some Chicago police units, whom they had been trying to separate the crowd from by using bike-wielding citizen “marshals,” had left to protect the statue of the controversial historical figure.

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^Mystery of Ghislaine Maxwell’s wealth looms over sex-abuse case<

EPSTEIN-MAXWELL:BLO — The daughter of one extremely rich man and the longtime confidante of another, Ghislaine Maxwell has always enjoyed proximity to wealth. But how much money she has herself is a mystery.

Maxwell, who has pleaded not guilty to charges she recruited girls for sexual abuse by Jeffrey Epstein, is spending the next year in jail in part because her “opaque” finances led the judge overseeing the case to conclude she was an extraordinary flight risk.

“At a basic level, the defense argument is that she cannot remember off the top of her head just how many millions of dollars she has,” Assistant U.S. Attorney Alison Moe said at Maxwell’s bail hearing this week.

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^Iran hands over Ukrainian plane’s black boxes to Paris for analysis<

IRAN-PLANECRASH:DPA — After more than six months, Iran handed over to Paris the flight recorders of the Ukraine International Airlines flight that was mistakenly shot down by Iranian forces for analysis.

Analysis of the flight recorders is due to begin on Monday, Iranian vice foreign minister Mohsen Baharvand said on Saturday, according to news agency Ilna.

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^Arson suspected in major fire at French cathedral in Nantes<

FRANCE-CATHEDRAL-FIRE:DPA — French prosecutors have launched an arson investigation following a major fire at a 15th century Gothic cathedral in the western city of Nantes on Saturday.

The blaze spewed smoke from the front windows of the Cathedral of Saint Peter and Saint Paul, but damage was mostly limited to the large pipe organ inside.

The organ was “completely destroyed,” said the head of the local fire department, Laurent Ferlay.

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^SCIENCE, MEDICINE, ENVIRONMENT<

^Freeway project unearths a time when camels roamed San Diego<

SCI-SANDIEGO-CAMEL-FOSSILS:SD — Paleontologists will tell you that field work is a lot like fishing. Nothing happens for long periods of time. But you can’t catch anything if you don’t have your line in the water.

In San Diego, they’ve had their line in the water. Again.

At a freeway construction project in Otay Mesa, paleontologists have found fossils that may open a window into what this part of the world looked like about 15 million years ago.

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^Kamala Harris made her mark confronting Joe Biden. Could they end up as running mates?<

^BIDEN-HARRIS:LA—<Kamala Harris was conflicted.

The California senator needed a big splash in the first Democratic presidential debate, and her main rival, front-runner Joe Biden, seemed to have teed up a perfect opportunity. Days earlier, at a New York City fundraiser, he reminisced of a bygone era in the Senate and his ability to work civilly alongside two segregationist lawmakers.

Harris, only the second Black woman ever to serve in the chamber, was deeply offended. But she also had warm feelings toward Biden, a friend and past political ally.

Her decision to call him to account before a national prime-time audience produced one of the most electric moments of the 2020 campaign and, more than a year later, continues to echo as the presumptive Democratic nominee chooses his vice presidential running mate. Harris is seen as a top contender.

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^Meet the Youth Liberation Front behind a militant marathon of Portland protests<

PORTLAND-PROTESTS-GROUP:SE — Shortly before 1 a.m. on July 5, as protesters braced for more long hours on the streets in Oregon’s largest city, the Pacific Northwest Youth Liberation Front took to Twitter with a stern declaration.

“Be like water, keep moving.

If you see someone smashing windows, shut the (expletive) up.

Walk, don’t run. Hold the front and back lines.”

Well after protests against police have faded in many American cities, the Pacific Northwest Youth Liberation Front has emerged in Portland as a persistent militant voice, using social media to promote rallies, and offering tactical advice and commentary on gatherings that often have ended in confrontations with the police and arrests.

The conduct they champion has ignited a bitter debate about the direction these protests have taken in an ongoing drama that plays out nightly in front of the Multnomah County Justice Center and later in largely empty streets defined by block after block of boarded-up buildings.

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^The 1918 flu hammered this Arizona mining town. Now a new scourge looms<

CORONAVIRUS-ARIZ-BISBEE-CORRECTION:LA — Mike Anderson waded through knee-high weeds as his index finger traced a path along a crinkled map of Evergreen Cemetery.

“They’ve got to be close,” the former newspaperman turned historian muttered.

He walked briskly down a row of headstones, his masked face sweating under the cloudless afternoon sky, until he spotted three slabs of granite whose death dates now echo back to a frightening moment here in southeastern Arizona.

Crane 1918. Henderson 1918. Carlson 1918.

Across several acres, you’ll find that year etched into many headstones — a reminder, Anderson said, of how the Spanish flu pandemic of 1918 wiped away entire families and devastated the economy of this copper mining town.

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^Conspiracy theories aside, here’s what contact tracers really do<

^CORONAVIRUS-TRACERS-EXPLAINER:KHN—<In the midst of the COVID-19 epidemic, contact tracing is downright buzzy, and not always in a good way.

Contact tracing is the public health practice of informing people when they’ve been exposed to a contagious disease. As it has become more widely employed across the country, it has also become mired in modern political polarization and conspiracy theories.

Misinformation abounds, from tales that people who talk to contact tracers will be sent to nonexistent “FEMA camps” — a rumor so prevalent that health officials in Washington state had to put out a statement in May debunking it — to elaborate theories that the efforts are somehow part of a plot by global elites, such as the Clinton Foundation, Bill Gates or George Soros.

At the very least, such misinformation could hinder efforts to contain the virus, and at worst has sparked threats against tracers, say some observers, including the Institute for Strategic Dialogue (ISD), a London-based organization that studies polarization.

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^Belt and Road reemerges in Pakistan with flurry of China deals<

^PAKISTAN-CHINA-PROJECTS:BLO—<China’s Belt and Road program has found new life in Pakistan with $11 billion worth of projects signed in the last month, driven by a former lieutenant general who has reinvigorated the infrastructure plan that’s been languishing since Prime Minister Imran Khan took office two years ago.

The nations signed deals on June 25 and July 6 for two hydro-power generation projects costing $3.9 billion in the disputed Kashmir region, and another to revamp the South Asian nation’s colonial-era railways for $7.2 billion — the most expensive Chinese project yet in Pakistan.

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^When the beach was off-limits to humans, a rare colony of seabirds found a place to nest<

ENV-FLA-BEACH-SEABIRDS:FL — When the humans left, the seabirds flocked home.

A rare colony of least terns, a threatened, federally protected seabird, landed on Deerfield Beach in March, when humans did not have access to the sand. This is the first southeast Florida nesting colony in decades and will probably be the last for years to come.

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