[There is a moment where she is going on where he feels the urge to interrupt her, in part because he is growing increasingly frustrated. What level of ease and control over himself that he has fades as he listens to her speak, very frustrated with the mere suggestion that this Irene might have answers that she or he doesn't have.
Irene was a fiction, filled with optimism. But the person playing that role did not have that optimism. She was never Irene.]
You can say a character believes in something you yourself does not believe, but that does not mean there are answers within that statement. [It's stated emphatically and in a voice that is rushed and unsteady.] You speak of art as if it's intended to come to life, as if it takes a form of its own, living and breathing. It does not. [He's frustrated and almost overly aggravated in his phrasing.]
I don't want to philosophically discuss art with you, Moriarty. We know we will both be tracking this Irene because of her significance to the other Holmes, but she is not, and will never be, some figment of our imaginations.
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Date: 2014-02-18 03:05 am (UTC)Irene was a fiction, filled with optimism. But the person playing that role did not have that optimism. She was never Irene.]
You can say a character believes in something you yourself does not believe, but that does not mean there are answers within that statement. [It's stated emphatically and in a voice that is rushed and unsteady.] You speak of art as if it's intended to come to life, as if it takes a form of its own, living and breathing. It does not. [He's frustrated and almost overly aggravated in his phrasing.]
I don't want to philosophically discuss art with you, Moriarty. We know we will both be tracking this Irene because of her significance to the other Holmes, but she is not, and will never be, some figment of our imaginations.