Mark Hamill's Long Strange Trip

Those blue eyes will never change, will they? The part, always reaching for the right ear, isn't too different, either. Gone is the blonde that's been interpreted on action figures as everything from highlighter-yellow to butterscotch gold over the years; it's gray now, and the beard is creeping white. Black collared shirt, unbuttoned, showing another shirt (also black) underneath. The background, intentionally blurred—oh, the places we never go, the wonders of Zoom—is a family room, I think. Outside is Malibu, which I'd very much like to see, but won't. Anyway, there's something a touch unsettling about speaking with Mark Hamill. "Hi, Brady." Advertisement - Continue Reading Below "Hey, Mark. How are you doing?" "Good." "Thank you so much for taking the time to talk to me. I really appreciate it, especially on a Friday." "Sure." "What's going on? How's your week been?" "It's been pretty good. Lot of focus on this movie. It must be a tricky movie to market because it's sort of a mashup of a really gritty Russian espionage thriller with however you describe the comedy of Bert Kreischer. I'd never read anything like it." It goes like that for a while. Full speed into the new project, set up and small talk be damned.

Mark Hamill's Long Strange Trip

Via: Esquire