- He is one of Hollywood’s most focused and popular entertainers. As the following portion of his epic Matrix series makes it to movie theatres, Tom Lamont meets the broadly insightful star.
Keanu Reeves covers his face with two hands. Long groups of the entertainer’s messy, dark black hair bounce from one side to another as he shakes his supported head. Reeves, who is 57, has another Matrix film out soon. It will be the primary portion in that popular science fiction series since the turn of the century when an outwardly magnificent set of three – The Matrix, The Matrix Reloaded and The Matrix Revolutions – shook blockbuster film to its establishments. I have recently been letting him know about an extraordinary excursion that first Matrix film for me, back in 1999 when I saw it in a stuffed, loud film brimming with individuals who couldn’t stand by for energy. I’ve likewise quite recently conceded to Reeves that, when The Matrix Resurrections is made free not long from now, through different stages, I’ll presumably stream it at home, likely on a PC.
I just mean this as a light brief to make him talk about Hollywood in 2021, an inquisitive time for showbusiness, with Covid safety measures and advances in streaming tech joining to make such countless films accessible for home survey simultaneously as they show up in films. However, maybe Reeves would someone say someone is who feels things more profoundly than most, because out of nowhere he starts to beg me, through suppressing fingers: “Buddy? Try not to stream that film… Don’t you fucking stream that film.”
This discussion is occurring on Zoom, across a couple of time regions – it’s evening in my London and morning in his Los Angeles. By his affirmation, he isn’t a ray of sunshine in the morning. As a youthful entertainer he’d let his representatives know if they needed him to get a section, they should not send him to tryouts before 11 am. I note, today, that we’re talking at 10 am Pacific. Adding to his marginally frayed-appearing energy, Reeves has just barely flown back to LA later a film shoot in Paris. Fly slack woke him at 6 am toward the beginning of today. He drank an espresso, ate a banana, smoked an American Spirit Blue and got wearing his routine dark T-shirt, dark denim and dark boots. Presently he’s on a Zoom call with me, gazing out from between his hands and inquiring: “What are you, insane? You will stream the new Matrix on a PC?