October 22, 2003
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How cool is Chicks from Club-Keanu?
So cool that she has the new Details article and pictures scanned and sent them to me to share with all of you since the club is in server limbo at the moment.

There are also three black and white pics with the article...


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The article is in the extended entry below.

Again, Thanks to Chicks of Club Keanu for sharing this.

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When he rang the doorbell he was holding a black motorcycle half-helmet. He was diffident and shook my hand. Called me sir-perhaps through nervousness, perhaps simply because of my age. I am 10 years older but suddenly felt 60. I gave him a tour of the first level of my home. He drank everything in: walls lined with cork and newspaper clippings. German electric baby grand, and a multitude of books, a (very) few with my name on the cover. He said he was unfamiliar with my work.

While he examined one of my novels with fastidious care, I said I'd just finished a tale of Buddhism and Hollywood, two subjects I knew he was on familiar terms with. He used the downstairs bathroom, then we went up to the kitchen. Getting acclimated. Small talk. I knew I wanted to engage him in crazily serious things. Death stuff. How do you jump into that without being crude when all you have is 90 minutes?

Actually, I was surprised he'd even come by. His people had suggested we meet in the courtyard of the Chateau. Now, I love the Chateau to death but hated the thought of us sitting there. Could he please come to my house? They called a few days later and said, Yes, he would. Then the meet was postponed and I thought maybe he'd had second thoughts and the Chateau courtyard was soon to raise its airy, elegant head, but just then Keanu himself called to say he'd be 20 minutes late. There he was. Handsome as expected-you get the automatic hetero crush, metrosexpuppy love. But he's invisible, too: I doubt anyone recognized him on the hog, coming down the 10 (he rode a simple, pretty Harley. His Norton had the "flu"). I hope someone did because they'd have gotten a motorcycle Matrix goof/rush that would have been a hoot to tell a friend, family, lover.

Still he brings invisibility down on himself. He's inherently playful, graceful, humble. A tiny bit stiff. Probably just not wild about this sort of thing. Who would be? I'd met him before at a party for The New Yorker, of all places, during a book convention. I'd overheard Tracey Ullman talking to him about River Phoenix. (I wasn't going to ask about River, today.) I told Keanu that if there was anything he felt uncomfortable with, I promised not to do that "When I brought up blah, Keanu bridled, clearly reluctant, blah" thing. I'd spent the last few years immersed in the postmortem world researching my novel and said that 1 wanted to talk about death. He didn't mind.

I'd prepared a large plate of fruit for him, something I'd done only for women. "How civilized," he said. He is thoughtful and slightly anxious, and 90 minutes is such a short time. The crush washed back on me like a dumb wave, that half-Chinese, half-Hawaiian English thing. We started talking about Zen via his role in Little Buddha. He was in Tuscany shooting another movie when he got word that Bernardo Bertolucci wanted to meet. After the interview, Bertolucci hired him, saying, "You have an impossible innocence." The director as seducer; then again, he probably had more than 90 minutes to spend. Still, it's true.

Now here he is, impossibly innocent, eating fruit, you can almost smell him, very Siddhartha. One just doesn't want any harm to come to him.

Back then, Keanu says, another actor taught him to meditate. The process caused gorgeous, profound, freakish sensory perceptions; for the first time, Keanu saw separation of mind and will, volition, "how everything insists on existing-that was a revelation-beyond psychological interpretation." You see, he knows more about this than he lets on. "It's all Vajrayana," he says offhandedly. (Emptiness, indestructible like a diamond.) Oh, shit. Glance at my watch. Half our time is already gone-how can it be? Quick, artless segue to the topic of Fathers. Both of us had big separations from the patriarchs at the age of 13 ; he hasn't seen his since. (I tell him I know his dad did jail time but that he has nothing on Woody Harrelson's old man, who was convicted of killing a federal judge. Keanu laughs; seems he didn't know about that.) Says his father tried to reach him by letter while Keanu was touring through Hawaii with Dogstar but he didn't respond. "I've got his blood in me," he says. "There's nothing from him I want or need." That's how it is for now, anyway. That's how far he's processed, up to this age anyway: age of 39. We just look at each other and shrug; it's tough titties between fathers and estranged sons. He talks lovingly about his three sisters. Two younger, and one way younger, whom he says he hasn't met. Kim's the one who's been sick with leukemia. She used to train Andalusian horses. "I think," he says, with eerie, charismatic gravitas, "that she's the bravest person I've ever known." Kim has had an impossible time and her brother loves her terribly. "I've gotten bounties from her wish," he utters, cryptic, anguished, poetic. I tell him: Look, I want to talk some more about death. Can't help myself. It's all around him, all around us all. I bring up his former girl- friend, Jennifer, and the child they would have had, if one can "bring up" something so heartbreaking and elegiac in the 30 minutes left. That is the horror of it. I am thinking this when suddenly he says, "I'm going to cry." He is impossibly unguarded, unvarnished, uncynical, innocent. He tells me that Jennifer went for the last happy checkup and the doc said, "I have to send you to a specialist." She blinked and said, "What do you mean?" "I can't find a heartbeat." At the time, Keanu was making a movie in New York-Jennifer called, screaming. He rushed back. When I ask if he was in the room when she delivered, Keanu, through his misery, sitting across from me and the big plate of fruit, says, "Yes! Of course !" and the look he gives translates thus: What psychosis could have made me not be there for the delivery of the child we had already named?" There are no words. He loved Jennifer and took care of her before, during, after. I didn't ask how much later it was that she died in a car crash. Can someone just please find out. I will not ask or search the Internet. No words. He tells me, "When people say everything happens for a reason, that sticks in my craw." I say they should just leave off "for a reason" and Keanu laughs, adding, "That's very Ram Dass."

Another weird segue, forced by the ticking dock: I ask what he's going to do with the money. I'd read somewhere they were giving him an insane amount for the Matrixes, beyond salary. Says he doesn't know. Seems embarrassed by it. (A naturally modest manchild.). I ask if he has people, um, working on that or if he ever thinks about it. "Course I do," he says, not testy but still I get the feeling it makes him more uncomfortable talking about money than talking about death. (This is what I instinctively like about him.)

Anyway, his big fears, oddly, sweetly, happen to be those in the realm of acting. Actors' fears. What's the next job, the this, the that. In the realm of the normal-impossibly innocent. He loves to play music, but his band seems to have broken up. Everyone from Dogstar got in a room and said, "Hey! We can't think of a song!" He has a new group called Becky, after the drummer's girlfriend.

He just did a movie with Jack Nicholson, who he thinks is the most charming man on earth. "When we did scenes together, I had to stop myself from geeking out," Keanu says. He's open to anything and you can read that on his face-he recently wrapped a small movie called Thumbsucker with a first-time director, a video hottie named Mike Mills. Keanu plays an orthodontist who gives this teenager life advice. Keanu the dad-that's funny to me. He says, "I already had my Oh!-I'm- almost-40! moment. I can see why guys go out and buy the car. I can see why they say, 'I want to live! I haven't lived yet!' " But oh, oh, oh, the clock is ticking. Shit shit shit.

The clock imposes another segue: The longest he's cohabited with a woman is about a year, but he wants to do the relationship thing. He thinks having kids is something you need to experience. But why the hell was he born in Lebanon (asks the ticking clock)? His parents were in their early twenties, tripping around. Then the family was in Australia, then Manhattan, I think in that order, can somebody please confirm, but mostly he grew up in Toronto. That's where he would go back to, if he were to return to a place called home. David Cronenberg later told me that his wife taught Keanu at school when he was 10. In Toronto there was a shop called the Candy Store that sold sweets and switchblades. And clubs he hung at, outside though, too young to go in. Reeves the Younger drove a car to Los Angeles when he was 20. Seriously running out of time now.

He reads a lot-has a thing for Russian writers: a book by Ageyev called Novel With Cocaine (circa 1916); Chekhov's short stories; and the big one, Tolstoy. Doesn't have high-octane actor friends. His buds are people like Alex Winter (Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure) and Josh Richman (River's Edge). Doesn't know what he's going to do next, moviewise. He's reading scripts. Normal actor stuff.

I ask if he has trouble going out in the world. Sometimes, he says. Mostly, though, people don't hassle him. But now he has to go. I beg five more minutes. I show him the TiVo'd Willie Nelson's 70th birthday special on the upstairs big screen. Willie, Leon Russell, and Ray Charles, singing 'A Song for You." Willie faces Ray Charles with tears streaming down his face as the blind man sings, "I love you in a place where there's no space or time/l love you for my life, you are a friend of mine/ And when my life is over, I'll remember when we were together/We were alone, and I was singing this song for you." Willie weeps, facing Ray Charles and eternity. I turn back to look at him. He is moved, subtly quaking.

I walk him to his motorcycle. He's a person you want to hug. Ram Dass or somebody said, "Less thinking, more hugging!" But one usually doesn't do that thing with an interviewee. Unseemly. But you feel like embracing him, you really do. That night, a journalist friend asks, "Get any good quotes?"

Personally, I liked (1) "Impossible innocence" (but that was Bertolucci),
(2) "I'm going to cry," and (3) "We can't think of a song!"

Not necessarily in that order.

It doesn't matter. Everything matters. Time's up...

--- Bruce Wagner / Details Magazine November 2003

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[of course, after I post my bitchy little fit, some of the very things that I deem taboo are brought up in this article.....fine, this is a freebee, comment away I take that back. Please continue to show respect for these subjects. Read the article, take from it what you will, but please do not dissect these very personal things or him because he, in a rare moment, shared them... -krix]

media spot | from inside the mind of krix at October 22, 2003 04:53 PM .
Comments

FYI - I liked your "bitchy little fit" and totally agree!

j

Posted by: j on October 22, 2003 05:23 PM

Oooooo! The first B&W pic is going to be my new sidebar boy! wheeee! Bare FEET!

Posted by: krix on October 22, 2003 05:28 PM

IMO there is something about this that is so NOT Keanu - or at least the one we've been privy to before. I feel like I'm intruding.

Pics were nice though.

I would love to hear what he thinks of it - like he commented on the Vanity Fair article on Charlie Rose -

CR: But is it true?
KR: Absolutely not. None of thats actually true.
CR: None of it? Look at this. (Charlie is holding up the magazine and it is open to the beginning of Keanus interview.)
KR: Absolutely none of it.

Posted by: Chianti on October 22, 2003 05:42 PM

Thank you Krix and Chicks! You gals rock!!!
Now i definatly need to get this mag...i almost started crying myself

Posted by: Keanu_Soul@hotmail.com on October 22, 2003 05:42 PM

Forgot to say: TOES!!

Posted by: Chianti on October 22, 2003 05:43 PM

I loved when the guy said "you don't want harm to come to him" and how you just feel like hugging him. There's a pic of the author in the front of the magazine where it describes the interview. He says about Keanu "Keanu was very unguarded and yet, at the same time, precise and dignified."

Posted by: Chicks on October 22, 2003 05:49 PM

I'll just say fabulous interview and pics and go think about it all in quiet. Thank you.

Posted by: kat on October 22, 2003 06:19 PM

You know, I was returning a video tonight and stepped next door to the newsstand. Giant stack of Timberlake Details. I ask the guy, when do you get the new Details? 'Oh (gestures at about 20 giant black plastic tubs) they're probably in there somewhere, I might unpack them tomorrow.' I didn't press it.

I feel weird about this interview, especially having just read the Flare interview (which I loved). Do you get the feeling this is one of those interviewers where it's all about the writer, really? (I hadn't heard of him either.)

krix, thanks for posting it anyway. I'm starting to feel guilty about even liking KR. Like it might interfere with his psychic privacy or something. :( Although surely all the positive vibes sent his way every day from us must be good??

Posted by: bakednudel on October 22, 2003 06:24 PM

Thanks so much for posting this, krix (and Chicks)! I'm having a hella time finding this magazine...anywhere.

Posted by: r.j.girl on October 22, 2003 06:25 PM

it seems to me that we should respect the author because at least he asked good questions and treated keanu gracioiusly. i really can't wait til someone here in the great state of South Carolina decides to unpack those damn Details, already!

Posted by: lori on October 22, 2003 06:39 PM

oh, and viva la dictator! you go girl. plus: *graciously*, already...

Posted by: lori on October 22, 2003 06:45 PM

bakednudel...you are too funny...psychic privacy :P

Posted by: Keanu_Soul on October 22, 2003 07:05 PM

I checked out Bruce Wagner on amazon.com and he's written some "nightmare on elm street" screenplays as well as (tv series?) Wild Palms. His novels are strange Nathanael West-like takes on Hollywood. I was intrigued, except for the one that suggested you needed a strong stomach... So I apologize if I sounded snippy about the interviewer. I think I'll just take a look at those pictures again... ;)

Posted by: bakednudel on October 22, 2003 07:06 PM

Thanks Krix and Chicks. Good interview -- from a really different perspective. The writer isn't trying to solve the puzzle of Keanu and give his readers a solution. Instead he's just relaying the impact speaking with Keanu had on him. Well done.

I do want to give Keanu a hug after reading that. He's such a vulnerable, heartwarming person.

Posted by: Weezie on October 22, 2003 07:22 PM

*sigh* I think *I'm* going to cry. What a sweet little (well-read)boy he is.

Thanks Chicks/Krix

Hail to the Queen Baby!

Posted by: Frell on October 22, 2003 07:59 PM

Baked, I know how you feel about the psychic privacy. Been feeling that way a bit myself lately.

I once heard a story about tribes in Africa who don't allow their picture to be taken because they are afraid it takes away part of themselves.

I kind of know why they feel that way now.

Posted by: Tyler on October 22, 2003 08:05 PM

I will be thinking about this article tonight. Besides that, I wanna give him that hug. He looks 10 years younger than his age in these pics (he looks amazing), he truly looks like the Man-child described in this article.

Posted by: Audy on October 22, 2003 09:14 PM

Most of what I'd like to say already has been said (I love different time zones!!! not), so thanks Krix and Chicks ...and why oh why do this stupid pic editors always have to severe his toes from his feet???

Posted by: Niobe on October 23, 2003 12:21 AM

what is written in the pictures?
forgive me for spelling mistakes...

gali

Posted by: gali1 on October 23, 2003 04:05 AM

Many thanks Chicks and krix. Beautiful pictures. Beautiful article. I don't know if I'll ever be able to read it again, the first time made me tremble.

I did smile though when he wrote, "We started to talk about Zen..."

Posted by: Zen on October 23, 2003 04:42 AM

Gosh.....You guys are really blessed to live in a country where you can buy that magazine. In Holland they don't even sail magazines with Keanu on the cover. No, only commercial Orlando Bloom, Josh hartnett etc... Does anybody know how I can get that magazine on the internet? (I'm not modern, I know less than nothing about Internet)

Oh and Krix, I really L O V E your site, it's so special!! I linked you on my site:)

Posted by: ShabbyShanice on October 23, 2003 05:28 AM

THANKS CHICKS!

YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY

Posted by: Jen on October 23, 2003 06:17 AM

Very moving article. Thanks to Chicks and Krix for delivering what the news stands haven't yet been able to!

Posted by: lisa on October 23, 2003 06:55 AM

That interview was highly disturbing, I thought. But beautiful. I agree with bakednudel, the interviewer talked about himself too much, but I don't mean that in a bitchy way. Many people do. In fact, one of the reasons that makes Keanu more special then others, is that he doesn't :-)

and EEEE!!! "ShabbyShanice"!!!!
Another Dutch fan!!! I didn't know they excisted! I thought I was *unique*! :-D

Alles goed??? Woo-hoo, nu ben ik niet de enige Nederlandse meer!!!! :-) Ik kan me goed voorstellen dat je deze site gelinkt hebt, het is een van de grappigste die ik ken! En nu ga ik absoluut op zoek naar de jouwe! :-)

Posted by: Julie on October 23, 2003 07:58 AM

I wonder when were these pictures taken??? Doesn't look like during the interview...

Posted by: lusenkea on October 23, 2003 09:06 AM

I dunno ... there's something about this article that's *way* too personal. Keanu has said on many occasions he doesn't discuss his private life so why would he start with this stranger?

Nope, I'm not buying it.

Posted by: Thisbe on October 23, 2003 09:37 AM

How much do I love the fact that he used the term "geeking out" ?

A lot.

Posted by: krix on October 23, 2003 10:47 AM

I realized on a second reading what bothered me the most in this interview - that whole "recreation" of the doctor's office scene. That was uncalled for. Never send a novelist to do a journalist's job, I say.

Posted by: bakednudel on October 23, 2003 11:19 AM

I believe this is pretty much how the interview went. The writer has an good reputation and has written some interesting books.

It kind of sounds like the old Keanu. How he was before River died. Many of his interviews then were more personal when asked about life stuff. It was only after being laughed at when expressing his feelings about River death, he become more guarded in interviews. Something some reporters noted didn't seem to be his general nature.

Posted by: kay on October 23, 2003 12:02 PM

I wonder who is the author of these photos? They are so touchy and excellent!

Posted by: Lily on October 23, 2003 12:18 PM

I'm not sure who the photographer is, can someone who has a copy of the mag check for us?

Oh, and gali, the text on the photos is just what he is wearing, etc, I think.

Hi and Thank you Shanice!, I love the look of your site. I can't understand it but it looks great.

....& Julie, you'd better not be saying naughty things in Dutch about me. ;)
Although I didn't see krankzinnig, dweepziek, or feeksachtig in there so I think it's OK.

Posted by: krix on October 23, 2003 02:38 PM

I have to agree with what bakednudel said at 11:19.

thanks for the article. I don't think i'd ever have gotten to read it otherwise. not sure if we get the mag here.

Posted by: zoot on October 23, 2003 05:06 PM

I have to agree with what bakednudel said at 11:19.

thanks for the article. I don't think i'd ever have gotten to read it otherwise. not sure if we get the mag here.

Posted by: zoot on October 23, 2003 05:06 PM

Krix, I only say naughty things about you when I'm drunk ;-)

When sober, I usually refer to you as: "mijn lieve schattige suikerpopje"
And when I'm too tipsy to utter anything but mumbles, I use the phrase: "mijn kleine sexy inktvisje"

Ha! Babblefish(dot)com *that* ;-D

Posted by: Julie on October 23, 2003 05:26 PM

thank you very much for posting this article and for my opportunity to read it!
don't you think that those strings over the photos look a bit "unseemly" after reading the article itself. who would care what he's wearing looking at these pics? :-(
sorry for my english.

Posted by: Lily on October 23, 2003 05:32 PM

Thanks for posting the article. I've read Bruce Wagner's books and they are very dark and cynical.Some of the topics discussed were extremely personal but the author seemed to be a bit smitten.

Posted by: mimsy on October 23, 2003 08:58 PM

mimsy, you think the author seemed "a bit" smitten? i was almost afraid he was gonna ask keanu for a date!

Posted by: casluvskeanu on October 24, 2003 02:49 PM

I've been up since 4am unable to sleep. So I'm catching up on blogs. That was a very personal article. Really great, thanks!

Posted by: justjenn on October 25, 2003 05:26 AM

I love Keanu but not in a psycho kind of way..
My dad died when I was young (he lost his dad early) and my daughter was stillborn 13 years and 5 days before his. This article really touched me and so I had to say thank you for posting it and allowing me to post my comment. Cool site.
Sincerely.

Posted by: Leah (aka: penetricia) on October 25, 2003 05:52 PM

this article was really touching ,maybe i can understand keanu in more ways than one.anyways, thanks alot for sending it here for us to read.

Posted by: mohoni on October 26, 2003 09:48 PM

this article was really touching. maybe i can understand keanu in more ways than one .anyway, thanks alot for sending it for veiwing .

Posted by: mohoni on October 26, 2003 09:52 PM

very moving and touchy article. thanks a lot for letting us to read it. not sure if i could get the magazine here. cool site. warm rgds.

Posted by: lusie on October 27, 2003 02:14 AM

Ive never read a more touching and wonderful artikle about Keanu. I liked the thing how time is going so fast and the clock was ticking too fast. Its the same with life I tink. 90 min. is a whole football match in Europe, so long! But if you have to spend this time with Keanu it look so miserably short. I always thought what can I ask him if I ever see him, but Im still wondering....Maybe...Probably nothing. I would just wish him happiness, because if there is a person on this earth who desurve it, thats definately him! 10x for giving me the oppurtunity ti read it! YOU ARE THE BEST!!! Now I feel almost like I spoke to Keanu personaly.

"Ladis and gelteman, this is the L.A.P.D., we get you out as soon as possible...Am I lied?" :))))))

"Miss Aragon, Im still here." he said once and he is.

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