Derren Brown: Archive
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From: hypersang
Date: Mon Mar 10, 2003 3:02am
Subject: Re: Sunday Telegraph 9/03/03 Can this man read minds? - Complete Version
Hmmm did Derren tell the interviewer the comments about the divorce
and the diet or to the driver... because he can say anything about
him once he's driven off - hehe.
Not that I doubt Derren Brown's skills, he's too amazing.
Sang
--- In a previous message uberman_21 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.
