“The Moulin Rouge. A night club, a dance hall and a bordello. Ruled over by Harold Zidler. A kingdom of night time pleasures. Where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of these was the one I loved. Satine.”
Ben Whishaw in London Spy (Empire, September 2015)
“It’s an interesting geographical fluke,” [Tom Rob Smith] muses. “You have MI6 there, and the hub of gay clubbing on the other side of the river, so I thought, ‘Let’s take one person from that side, and one from the other, and have them collide.’ It’s an accidental love story.”
Never knew I could feel like this. Like I’ve never seen the sky before. Want to vanish inside your kiss, every day I’m loving you more and more. Listen to my heart, can you hear it sing? Come back to me- and forgive everything.