He’s been turning in many excellent acting performances over the years, but it’s his portrayal of Kate Atkinson’s private investigator Jackson Brodie that has got pulses racing.
You can’t fault his acting as Lucius Malfoy, but I can’t fancy him in, what he calls, his “Paris Hilton wig”. As Jackson in Case Histories (reviewed by Inkface) there is much to enjoy.
There’s the purely physical of course – a brawny, chiselled sexiness reminiscent of Daniel Craig, combined with tear-filled eyes and a gravelly voice that would produce goosebumps if you heard it your kitchen (or any other room in the house…).
It’s easy to see why women like Jackson – he’s damaged goods but not in a bad way, despite an imposing physical presence he’s clearly vulnerable, he’s a good man trying to do the right thing – and projecting that on to the aforementioned brawny canvas produces an irresistible object of desire. And getting him to take his shirt off a lot helps too.
I can only hope we get more Case Histories before too long. (Although after the BBC declined to give us more of the fabulous Zen, I’m not holding my breath).
Posted by Jo the Hat