Alec-Scudder

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"May I ask your name?" he said awkwardly.
"I’m Scudder."
"I know you’re Scudder-I meant your other name."
"Only Alec just."

Rupert Graves as Alec Scudder ~ Maurice

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Baby, What’s Your Sign? ~ Rupert Graves roles that fit zodiac sign characteristics

It was fun to suss this out, although a bit time-consuming. I used this to do it. YMMV :-P

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#Silver Fox Saturday

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OTP Advent Calendar

day 21: Maurice Hall/Alec Scudder - E M Forster

This has been an OTP for so long for me that I can’t actually remember if I read the book or saw the film first. It may have been shitty, being a teenager in a small town in the 80s (it was) - but god, there were some great films and bands and books, at least. I fell in love with Forster then, and to this day he is probably my favourite author. 

Maurice, the book, to me is like the granddaddy of fanfic. Fanfic - like all writing, ranges from godawful to truly astonishing, and so I’m not belittling Forster or hyping fanfic. But he unashamedly wrote the happy ending (after a slow, confusing, enlightening, distressing, difficult and lovely journey for his muddle headed protagonist) that the canon of mainstream society wasn’t very ready to acknowledge. Hmm, maybe this metaphor needs some work. Forster has such a keen, empathetic brain; fiercely intelligent, interested in people, incisive and clear-eyed; but the thing that makes me love him so is that he also has a great heart.   

But, oh, Maurice and Alec! Yes PLEASE. Hurray again, for CANON! For all of it, even the painful bits. (They make it all the more glorious). And yes of course, hurrah for boathouse!feels, and naked bed shenanigans, because really, the slasher’s life is one of taking the crumbs of stolen glances and over-familiar touches; rarely do we get the glory of actual snogging and lovely young men in bed, with their hair all dishevelled. I also think this is one of the finest adaptations of a book ever - lovely casting (I weep tears of gratitude that Julian-wooden-to-the-core-Sands had *cough* other commitments) because James Wilby is quite the thing. Ditto Hugh and Rupe. 

Also, this has one of my favourite ever cricket scenes in literature in it. I do like a cricketing metaphor. And boys in cricketing flannels, with their hair going all messy. Yum. 

I just thought - I’m just going to approach it as a sexual being, whether it’s heterosexual or homosexual didn’t make any difference to me at all. One of the great things about being an actor is that you can, um - you get the opportunity to… visit all parts of your… character which you prohibit, normally. Like, a character like Scudder is - I’m not saying everybody’s latently gay, or I’m latently gay or anything, but there is a part of me as a human being - I can imagine being somebody attracted to a man. There’s a thing called the Magic If, in acting. Which you say, ‘I’m not gay, but IF I was gay…’, and it starts… It’s a Magic If because it opens up, um… doors that inhibit and prohibit yourself from things that you don’t want to do.
—  Rupert Graves on playing Alec Scudder in Maurice.