I mean how can you not love Mads Mikkelsen. He
met his wife while playing a drag queen
spent the whole “Clash of the Titans” clusterfuck trolling Sam Worthington
gives zero fucks about society’s expectation of what famous actors should behave like
can wear the shit out of a suit, but prefers sportswear
knows he is made of cheekbones. accepts it. uses it to his advantage
went into dancing to score with dancers, stayed with it, went into acting after; two zero-guarantee careers right here and he made them work
is always, always nice to fans.
ships hannigram harder than Bryan Fuller.
is so fucking talented. seriously. SO fucking talented. he’s a fucking national treasure in Denmark.
threw serious shade at Lars Von Trier, and it was amazing.
also, he
has never seen a Star Wars movie and didn’t even realize how big being in one would be.
also probably had no idea how big a Marvel movie would be.
still went with doing both because he got really well paid got to do air kung-fu and shit.
joined one of the most highly anticipated video games ever without understanding anything about the plot and/or video games.
went salsa dancing with his Hannibal co-stars, director, and showrunner, despite saying he doesn’t dance in public anymore.
did a Con and got drunk with a bunch of furries.
also got onstage with a screamo band (during the same Con?) and shot toilet paper at the pit.
wears every flower crown he’s ever been given. it’s like a thing. sometimes wears two at the same time.
once wore a pink “rosé over bitches” sweatshirt while completely smashed and it was great.
proudly played the ‘Bitch’ in Rihanna’s Bitch Better Have My Money video and didn’t get why it was such a big deal.
avoided major injury in a crash where he was sent flying from his motorcycle but managed to flip in midair and land perfectly on his feet.
Mads Mikkelsen is a centuries old immortal that doesn’t quite grasp the modern concept of celebrity, in this essay I will
