A More Intimate Look at Max Irons

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I am pleasantly surprised by this article. This is a closer look at the already lovable Max Irons. The interview focuses on the development of Irons’ acting career, his troubles with reading, and growing up with actor parents. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did 🙂 I pulled out a couple pieces I particularly enjoyed below, but you can read the full article here. It’s by Louise Gannon on Mail Online.

My mum discovered I couldn’t read when I was eight.

I went to the local state school, and she came in one day to do reading classes and we all had to stand up and read a paragraph of a book. When it came to my turn, I was tearing up and just making up the story. Mum realised I had a problem and took me to a lady who diagnosed me as dyslexic. After that I went to a school where they had a department dedicated to dyslexia, and that changed everything.

The moment you think of yourself as hot, you’re screwed.

I’ve learnt that from my parents. It’s the reason I won’t move to LA, and why I stay away from the party scene. The actors  I respect are the ones who see it as a career and manage to live reasonably normal lives, like Meryl Streep and Philip Seymour Hoffman.

I learned to drive on the set of The Host.

I wasn’t scared of the fight scenes but I was terrified of crashing a car and hurting Saoirse (Ronan, his co-star). I’d never actually driven before. I was put in a World War II jeep and told to drive across this range in the desert as fast as I could. I did it, which was pretty bad, and then when I got back, they put Saoirse in the car next to me and said: ‘Now do it again.’ I could see her dad eyeballing me in my peripheral vision. All I could think about was what the hell would happen if I crashed and something happened to her.

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