And those teenage hangups are hard to beat

[sovay]

I had forgotten the thread in Katherine Kincaid's Beloved Bondage (1993) that now reads like Christian inspirational romance, but then again that is an occupational hazard of narratives set in early imperial Rome. I've seen Ben-Hur (1959), and Quo Vadis (1951), and keep having to double-check about The Robe (1953). Now I want to re-read I, Claudius (1934), which thanks to the exigencies of my current life is in storage when it used to be one of the books I always unpacked first. In tenth grade, the majority of my friend group was reading Mercedes Lackey and I was reading Robert Graves. To each their id.

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[madwriter]

To this day Derek Jacobi is still Claudius to me.

[sovay]

To this day Derek Jacobi is still Claudius to me.

It's how I first saw him.

[edit] I was reminded by other conversation that technically this is not true; I first saw him in the 1987 Hallmark The Secret Garden, which was also my introduction to Billie Whitelaw, Michael Hordern, and Colin Firth. I, Claudius was the first place I saw Jacobi to know him, however, and it was imprinting.

[madwriter]

"Imprinting" is a good way to think of it - there are several favorite stars of mine I saw before I watched the movie that finally made me notice them and made them a favorite star.

(First example that pops into my head: Liam Neeson, whom I'd seen in Shining Through but only hit me when I saw Schindler's List.)