I really liked his character; Keanu played Tom's surface racism and crassness just right. I felt like all of his actions were based in total apathy; at one time Ludlow really wanted to be 'the good guy' and do what was right, but somehwere down the line he stopped caring, and was just going through the motions. He couldn't even enjoy the off-the-book perks and liberties of his unit. But in the end he was the perfect man to eliminate the source of corruption. I think the line that really defined his character was at the end, when he asked "What happened to just locking up bad people?"

As for lamenting movies that have been shelved, I'm still really upset about Cowboy Bebop. Like, deeply upset. I want to see Keanu as Spike SO BADLY.

http://www.details.com/celebrities-entertainment/cover-stars/200810/keanu-reeves-wants-to-read-you-some-poetry?currentPage=1

I spent an hour digging through my garage looking for this magazine today; naturally, after I was covered in dust and bug bites I discovered that the article, in its entirety, as well an bonus photographs are available on the Details website. Herp derp. Anyway, I picked up this issue in an airport three years ago and it's still one of my favorite articles about Keanu. If it's not already there (I didn't see any reference to it but it's also 5 in the morning and I'm battling insomnia), some quotes from this article should be pulled for the Defence or Quotes pages; especially the tagline: "Spend an afternoon driving the man who played the monosyllabic Neo in The Matrix around Los Angeles in a rental car and you might come to an unexpected conclusion about the Hollywood enigma: He is a genius."

My personal summer reading list is comprised of everything he mentioned in this article.

Yes, I did manage to locate the sketch on YouTube. No matter how many times I watch it I am overcome by the warm fuzzies.

Bebop is great; it's very short, only 24 episodes and a feature film so if you get the time I highly recommend finishing the series. I don't watch a lot of anime but it is probably my favorite of all the series I've seen.

One of the computers, this behemoth of an eMac, was set up as a kiosk display with several buttons to click on. One of the features of the setup was the Morpheus/Neo dojo fight sequence from the original Matrix. I had never seen this movie, but knew it was vaguely about hackers. But what struck me-- being on the precipice of puberty-- was the lithe, dark-haired guy with smooth features and sublimely expressive eyes. No matter how my teammates distracted me, no matter how fun it was to watch balsa wood towers and the hearts of their builders get systematically crushed by computerized weights, I kept coming back to this console, and this video, and this guy. In fact, the last time I saw Keanu's face on the trip was as I was being dragged away from the screen by my coach, because I had lost track of time and was late for our match.

I've pretty much only gone downhill from there. ;)

Over a decade later I'm still building my collection of Keanu's films, still enduring the same tired ridicule that everyone seems to think is so effing clever (You like Keanu? hur hur hur, I know king-fu, whoa man, herp derp"), and STILL waiting for Cowboy Bebop. What's really...I can't decide if it's cool or just creepy, but I remember in high school when the tide of live-action anime adaptations started rolling out, I declared that I would refuse to see my favorite anime brought to life unless Keanu was cast as Spike Spiegel. Some of my friends are still convinced that he heard me.

I used to be at Club Keanu every day, but over a few years and a jealous boyfriend or three, as well as generally being board of, well, boards, I sort of faded off. But the other day, I had this awesomely strange dream. I very rarely dream of celebrities or people I don't truly know, but when I do, 75% of the time it's about Keanu. Once, I was sitting in an overgrown courtyard with him, in an abandoned outdoor mall that was in reality adjacent to my childhood home. I was eating lunch alone, and he walked up, asked if the seat was taken (yes, in an abandoned mall courtyard) and began comparing playing bass in Dogstar to creating a fine oil painting. In the dream I watched his hands dance in front of him as he explicitly illustrated his words, in that way he does, and my inner monologue went "Holy shit, I'm sitting here talking with Keanu freakin' Reeves!" and spaced out, watching his fingers and his lips move. Then he dropped his hands, looked me in the face and asked "So, what do you think about it?" My brain froze, but my mouth muttered something that obviously wasn't "HHNNNNNGGG OMIGOD I LURVE EWE,", because the last thing I saw before I woke up was his pensive, yet contented smile.

This, however, was years ago. Out of absolutely nowhere, I had a dream that I was at some convention being held in an airplane hangar. I was standing in line to meet someone, but didn't know whom. Eventually the person in front of me moved and there was Keanu, lounging behind a foldout table. I swallowed as to put my heart back in my chest instead of my throat, and approached him, saying "I've loved you since The Matrix, and I just want to thank you for everything you do." Shaking his hand, I realized I was completely insignificant and uninteresting, and the best thing to do was just get the hell out of there. So I said "I'll leave you alone now, thanks." But as I turned to go, I processed that Keanu hadn't released my hand, and had uttered a single word: "Wait." I turned to stare at him, and he tightened his grip. "This has gotten boring. You wanna get out of here?" Even in my dream, all I could do was nod stupidly. He slid around the table, still holding my hand, and bolted through the crowd, avoiding his agent. After that, things go a little fuzzy, but I clearly remember that no matter where we went, and even when we sat in the front row before the screen that was to premiere 47 Ronin, he held onto my hand, occasionally squeezing it. It was one of those dreams that is theoretically 'normal' and within the rules so it felt incredibly real as I experienced it. The last thing I remember clearly was Keanu saying "You know what? These people are a bunch of disingenuous, parading pricks. They suck. If I'm gonna watch my own film, we're gonna go to a theatre like everyone else. What's the smallest, dingiest place you know?"

So for the past two days I've been on a Keanu kick. And I discovered WINM while looking for the Two Lost Souls sketch on Google.
I am SO INCREDIBLY GLAD that someone took the time to put together this site. It's slick, beautifully designed, disarmingly witty, has a stunning amount of content and is just plain awesome. I knew after clicking through just a handful of pages that I'd be signing up for the forum, because anyone involved in this site understands my bottomless respect and admiration for Keanu. So thanks to you, Anakin site-admin-slash-designer-slash-overseer-in-the-sky-person, for giving me a place to go again, where people just get The Anu. I can't wait to meet you all.