【Not Tom】2015.07.21 Sir Ian McKellen接受WTF podcast采访【特别好听！

音频源：iTunes播客，WTF 第621期。头尾有删节。 又是一档60分钟采访，Sir Ian McKellen为宣传电影《福尔摩斯先生》可真走心呀~ 还没听完，老头兴致很高，各种讲。也是主持小哥比较懂，上来就聊莎士比亚~又不管不顾地问早年历史什么的，相比起来Nerdist的采访就有点没精神了。。。 --- 听完的分割线--- 这个采访也太好听了吧！Nerdist的小哥听见一定会怀疑人生。。。 其中有说自己家乡话口音，还有学女王说话（救命好像！ 八卦讲了演李尔王时的轶事。 最好玩就是讲授勋的时候，哈哈，女王也好可爱。讲授勋时自己的心理，非常动人。 中间又推心置腹讲了自己出柜前后的心理变化，出柜之前在台上表演都是fake，beguile，没有真的在台上落过泪，出柜之后一切都变了。 最后朗诵了一段莎士比亚的作品，Sir Thomas More，真是一出完全没听过的剧呢（没文化地走开。。说这是唯一一段有莎士比亚手稿的台词。 但是我查我的莎翁集，这部剧是归在apocrypha，疑似作品里的。。不知道怎么回事。 朗诵的比之于原剧本有删节，我整理了朗诵的文本： Grant them removed, and grant that this your noise Hath chid down all the majesty of England; Imagine that you see the wretched strangers, Their babies at their backs and their poor luggage, Plodding tooth ports and costs for transportation, And that you sit as kings in your desires, Authority quite silent by your brawl, And you in ruff of your opinions clothed; What had you got? I’ll tell you. You had taught How insolence and strong hand should prevail, How order should be quelled; and by this pattern Not one of you should live an aged man, For other ruffians, as their fancies wrought, With self same hand, self reasons, and self right, Would shark on you, and men like ravenous fishes Would feed on one another. O, desperate as you are, Wash your foul minds with tears, and those same hands, That you like rebels lift against the peace, Lift up for peace, and your unreverent knees, Make them your feet to kneel to be forgiven! You’ll put down strangers, Kill them, cut their throats, And lead the majesty of law in line, To slip him like a hound. Say now the king (As he is clement, if th’ offender mourn) Should so much come to short of your great trespass As but to banish you, whether would you go? What country, by the nature of your error, Should give you harbor? Go you to France or Flanders, To any German province, to Spain or Portugal, Nay, any where that not adheres to England,— Why, you must needs be strangers. Would you be pleased To find a nation of such barbarous temper, That, breaking out in hideous violence, Would not afford you an abode on earth, Whet their detested knives against your throats, Spurn you like dogs, and like as if that God Owed not nor made not you, nor that the claimants Were not all appropriate to your comforts, But chartered unto them, what would you think To be thus used? This is the strangers’ case; And this your mountanish inhumanity.