John Milton Is Bradley Cooper's Bro, Bro
LatestOur favorite intellectual thespian, Bradley
Cooper likes—nay, loves— Milton’s Paradise
Lost, if his fratty gushing about it to GQ
is any indication.
For your enjoyment:
“Milton, bro? Milton.
Fuckin’—that was the end of it. Motherfucker’s 57 or whatever, blind, dictating
it to his fucking daughter-nurse—Paradise Lost? I mean, I just couldn’t…
That poem fucking killed me. Satan? That character was un-fucking-believable. I
could taste him in my mouth, dude, reading that. I really, really, for some
reason, connected with that poem.”
I totally get you, brah, and so does my friend Evan (hi!), who
turned in a paper about Paradise Lost to
our AP English class that sounded just like this. I mean, that version was a
peer-edited rough draft that he mistakenly turned in as the real thing, and it
got a C, but then again, my friend neglected to use figurative language that’s
as good as, “I could taste him in my mouth, dude.”
Some discussion questions, based on Cooper’s beautiful thoughts about that book which, coincidentally, is the best
book ever to be dictated by a blind man to his fucking daughter-nurse: