Today we have a treat from recent surprise sex-symbol Joseph Gordon-Levitt. While filming a movie, or something, he was injured in a biking accident. Because there is a God, he had the director take a short video and posted it on his tumblr, here (can’t embed).
(Warning: If squicked by blood, real-life injury, or Joseph Gordon-Levitt, DO NOT CLICK; however I’m guessing people here will not be bothered by any of these).
Anyone who has never experienced endorphin high or subspace, even gratuitously, would do well to watch this video for an example. I’ve never fallen into space on account of a disgustingly high pain tolerance, but a surprise gash to the arm would probably convince my body to let some endorphins go. Here, Gordon-Levitt smiles, giggles, babbles on about how “fucking cool” the “fucking gash in [his] arm” is. He’s flying. That really resonated with me as a kinkster.
I was turned on for obvious reasons. I guess what I’m attracted to is the lack of shame or reticence in his bleeding profusely and having been injured. The dominant injury narrative says that people who have been in this type of accident should be scared, quiet, introverted, humiliated, and want to do nothing more than forget the whole thing. But Gordon-Levitt relishes his state, relishes his blood, his pain, speaks with the viewer and those around him, shows his wound shamelessly; unafraid. That turns me on because of its rarity.
I found myself desiring to lick the blood from his arm, suck it from his fingers, as he smiles and giggles. This is of note because I’ve never been one for blood play IRL or in fiction. (It doesn’t squick me, but it just never spoke to me.) I want him to take me from that street corner, bring me to his hotel, and fuck me with a smile on the clean white sheets, his blood leaking everywhere. Then I want him to take me to the ER to watch them clean the wound, to watch them stitch it. I would press a tender kiss to the wound before they bandaged it. Take him home and play with his hair as the endorphins wear down and he falls asleep.
Sun 15 Aug 2010 ETA:
When Christopher Nolan and his stunt director approached Joe about the role in Inception, they told him it would hurt. “I wanted to paint a grim picture of it,” Nolan says. “The worse I made it sound, the more Joe would grin.” There would be pain. There would be wire work—jumping and fighting in a Fred Astaire-ishly spinning room. Joe would need to wear elbow pads, knee pads, torso pads. Avoiding injury would require relentless training. “They were basically saying, ‘This will be really hard,’ ” Joe recalls. “And I said, ‘I will do anything at all, and I will never complain once.’ Chris just sort of smiled and said, ‘Get it in writing.'”
Nolan wasn’t lying. Joe went to England to shoot levitational hand-to-hand combat in a whirling tube set up in an old zeppelin factory, and “it was six-day weeks of just, like, coming home at night fuckin’ battered. Like you are after you play a hard game of football,” Joe says. “The light fixtures on the ceiling are coming around on the floor, and you have to choose the right time to cross through them, and if you don’t, you’re going to fall.” Nevertheless, there is no record of Joe bitching on the set. “The adrenaline,” he says, “was so nuts that I was like, ‘This normally would have hurt a lot, but let’s go again, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.”
–Details: “Joseph Gordon-Levitt Comes of Age”
Mon 16 Aug 2010 ETA:
So not only does he enjoy pain, but he enjoys things that are hard and rough and involve a harness. …Please marry me.