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From: Blue Chip
Date: Mon Mar 10, 2003 2:53am
Subject: Re: [Derren Brown] Re: Sunday Telegraph 9/03/03 Can this man read minds? - Complete Version
You have done a great job - thank you for the effort - it *IS* appreciated :-)
At 02:44 10/03/03 +0000, you wrote:
>Almost complete version. This is the remainder picking up from the
>sentence the previous post left off..."I'm not particularly dark you know," he says at one point. I am not
>so sure about this. Behind Brown's carefully erected 'winning
>manner', there's something eerily detached about him. But then he
>does lead a strange life: both seeing through people and bending
>them to his will. That must be pretty isolating. It also hints at a
>wish - or compulsion - to make others do his bidding.
>
>When i ask Brown if he is a very controlling person, he bends and
>writhes his neck and steeples his fingers. "I like things around me
>to be just how i like them. That doesn't, i hope, extend to making
>people behave in a certain way. Not when i'm not performing anyway.
>It's more about having my own little corner."
>
>"On the other hand, last night I went to the theatre - alone - and
>there was someone behind me who was having a banal conversation with
>his wife. Also he was breathing quite heavily. Stuff like that
>irritates the hell out of me. I suppose I really must be a control
>freak if it bugs me that much. You see, what i really would have
>loved was my own provate performance - that would have been perfect."
>
>He pauses, then says abruptly and with real passion. "More than
>anything else, I hate mediocrity. Just loathe it."
>
>Although single at the moment, Brown has had girlfriends in the
>past - and will again soon, he hopes. I imagine that he'd be quite a
>handful. After asking for the cheese trolley to be moved - because
>the smell is affecting his enjoyment of the pudding - he talks
>fondly about one ex-girlfriend, but then says that what really
>united them was that she was even more solitary than he is.
>
>Afterwards, we get into another mini-cab. Brown sits in front with
>the driver, which i think is a little strange, but perhaps he's just
>being friendly. Or else i'm giving off a cheesy aroma.
>
>"So, how lucky are you in that betting shop?" he asks the
>driver. "Eh? How do you know that" says the driver understandably
>startled. "Because i've seen you coming out of it." "Ah...right."
>The driver gives a rueful laugh. "Well, not that lucky, frankly."
>
>When we get out of the cab, Brown says, "For the record i've never
>seen that man coming out of a betting shop." "How did you know
>then?" "Just a guess. His general demeanour. Also, he's recently
>been divorced." "Hold on, How the bloody......"
>
>"Because there was a mark on his wedding finger where a ring had
>been. He's been trying to smarten himself up, too. That's why he's
>been on a diet - his belt had been taken in by two notches.
>
>"So you see," he says, "some of it is just about keeping your eyes
>open."
>
>End of article.
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