Manolo says, the glory of his nostrils is terrible. He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men. He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted.
Manolo loves the shoes!
By the breath of God they perish, and by the blast of his nostrils are they consumed (Job 4:19)
He could eat crackers in my bed any time!
mon dieu, indeed! but still the aplomb. who but depardieu? is it a gallic gift to be so comfortable in one’s own skin, and public opinion be damned?
Not to mention: “…thou art waxen fat, thou art grown thick, thou art covered with fatness; …”
I’m an atheist, but I’d let fly an orgiastic “oh god yes!” for the Depardieu…
I think he’s a truly great actor. As for the rest, maybe is not real concerned with hiding his age. No plastic surgery, no hair dye, no makeup, no Hollywood diet. And maybe sometimes no tucking in the shirt or combing the hair. Maybe he takes it too far, but I feel sorry for anyone who can’t leave the house without spending a lot of time on appearance.
Of course, he could be waving to his wardrobe and makeup crew who just showed up.
Aw, Depardieu. Slvenly, yet appealing. I know not why.