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erinmarie23 · 03-27-2008, 06:21 PM

An article in one of the Israeli papers:

Title: How I cracked Wentworth

With courage and coolness our reporter, Adam Sror went to have a top-meeting with Wentworth Miller, the star of Prison Break. It ended with a courageous friendship.

The night before the interview I couldn't sleep. Not because of the excitement of seeing Wentworth Miller one on one - but because of a rain of phone calls from friends - female and male fans, because that's how it is when you go interview a star. It's not easy at all to meet this perfect man - 1.86 meters (a cm more than me), trimmed hair (he cuts his hair every two weeks), green eyes ("It's not true that I have one brown eye and one green", he opens his eyes wide so I can see).

I come in and he's just finishing another touch-up of make-up. "I've learned to transform myself into an object", he says. "My body is a body, like the camera is a camera". An interesting analogy, without a doubt. My goal in this short time - 15 minutes of fame - is to make Miller come out of the Scofield tough shell.

"Up until a week ago I haven't seen a single episode", I confess. For the second time in a minute an a half, his green eyes open wide. "But since then I've been on a crazy Prison Break marathon and now I'm hooked". And that's when it happens: he smiles a melting smile, which is rare to see on the show.

I raise the issue of beauty, or better yet I ask him bluntly: "How do you manage to live with yourself and with all that beauty?" Great, I managed to embarrass him. Wentworth turns red like Bellick's forehead after he's thrown a chicken leg at the Sona prison yard, starts mumbling something, laughs with a 1st grader's embarrassment who was caught cheating an exam, and then he gets a grip and shoots some nonsense about the fact that he has no idea what the fuss is all about. "It's not easy to know what to do with it, there's a good side and a bad side to it". Yea, you can't go outside without getting drooled at, terrible. I try to find physical flaws on him - a sunken belly-button, zits on his shoulder - but he's perfect. Even the stain of sweat soaked on his grey shirt in the show wasn't made because of bad sweat-glans ("It's a spritz of water"). But don't see him like that, shy and embarrassed.

Wentworth has dark sides as well. For instance, he says "It's a little boring playing Michael compared to T-Bag. I'd like to play one of the bad guys". I ask what his plans are for the rest of the visit, to throw a bone for the horny girlfriends at home. He agrees to elaborate only retro-actively: "I ate Israeli food, like Ciziky". No, Michael, I correct him, Ciziky is a greek food, try again. "So I wiped Hummus", he sells me a tourist cliché. With the food comes the appetite, but when my 15 minutes are over I realize a brave friendship won't come out of this. A joined picture as a bonus and we say goodbye.

The following night, when I meet him at the "Yes" event, he passes by me and suddenly stops: "Hi, how are you?". I'm fine now.

And here are some pics from his visit, most of them you know, but there's one of him shaking hands with the helicopter pilot or guy, I don't know, which is kinda cool. Below it they write what he did during his visit, which has been reported here before, so I won't repeat it again. The only new thing that they write that I haven't read before is that he bumped into this woman called Mariann Sol (a singer in a band, and a participant in a TV reality show) and "left" her a blue mark on the leg... oops... he also "left" a flu to his Israeli make-up woman, which made her lye in bed for 3 days, oops again.

Translated and scanned by Adi at Excommunicated (and pics from sunshinegirl]

03-27-2008, 06:21 PM	#12 (permalink)
erinmarie23 Junior Member Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: Canada Posts: 958 My Profile	An article in one of the Israeli papers: Title: How I cracked Wentworth With courage and coolness our reporter, Adam Sror went to have a top-meeting with Wentworth Miller, the star of Prison Break. It ended with a courageous friendship. The night before the interview I couldn't sleep. Not because of the excitement of seeing Wentworth Miller one on one - but because of a rain of phone calls from friends - female and male fans, because that's how it is when you go interview a star. It's not easy at all to meet this perfect man - 1.86 meters (a cm more than me), trimmed hair (he cuts his hair every two weeks), green eyes ("It's not true that I have one brown eye and one green", he opens his eyes wide so I can see). I come in and he's just finishing another touch-up of make-up. "I've learned to transform myself into an object", he says. "My body is a body, like the camera is a camera". An interesting analogy, without a doubt. My goal in this short time - 15 minutes of fame - is to make Miller come out of the Scofield tough shell. "Up until a week ago I haven't seen a single episode", I confess. For the second time in a minute an a half, his green eyes open wide. "But since then I've been on a crazy Prison Break marathon and now I'm hooked". And that's when it happens: he smiles a melting smile, which is rare to see on the show. I raise the issue of beauty, or better yet I ask him bluntly: "How do you manage to live with yourself and with all that beauty?" Great, I managed to embarrass him. Wentworth turns red like Bellick's forehead after he's thrown a chicken leg at the Sona prison yard, starts mumbling something, laughs with a 1st grader's embarrassment who was caught cheating an exam, and then he gets a grip and shoots some nonsense about the fact that he has no idea what the fuss is all about. "It's not easy to know what to do with it, there's a good side and a bad side to it". Yea, you can't go outside without getting drooled at, terrible. I try to find physical flaws on him - a sunken belly-button, zits on his shoulder - but he's perfect. Even the stain of sweat soaked on his grey shirt in the show wasn't made because of bad sweat-glans ("It's a spritz of water"). But don't see him like that, shy and embarrassed. Wentworth has dark sides as well. For instance, he says "It's a little boring playing Michael compared to T-Bag. I'd like to play one of the bad guys". I ask what his plans are for the rest of the visit, to throw a bone for the horny girlfriends at home. He agrees to elaborate only retro-actively: "I ate Israeli food, like Ciziky". No, Michael, I correct him, Ciziky is a greek food, try again. "So I wiped Hummus", he sells me a tourist cliché. With the food comes the appetite, but when my 15 minutes are over I realize a brave friendship won't come out of this. A joined picture as a bonus and we say goodbye. The following night, when I meet him at the "Yes" event, he passes by me and suddenly stops: "Hi, how are you?". I'm fine now. And here are some pics from his visit, most of them you know, but there's one of him shaking hands with the helicopter pilot or guy, I don't know, which is kinda cool. Below it they write what he did during his visit, which has been reported here before, so I won't repeat it again. The only new thing that they write that I haven't read before is that he bumped into this woman called Mariann Sol (a singer in a band, and a participant in a TV reality show) and "left" her a blue mark on the leg... oops... he also "left" a flu to his Israeli make-up woman, which made her lye in bed for 3 days, oops again. Translated and scanned by Adi at Excommunicated (and pics from sunshinegirl]