Jason Clarke starred, with Jessica Chastain, in a film that cuckolded the title of an upcoming Terrence Malick film; he was given a part in Knight of Cups, the director’s own “companion piece” to that now name-free film; and the relationship only strengthens here.
Deadline tells us the Lawless actor has been courted for Green Blade Rising, a Civil War drama which Malick has elected to produce and Diane Kruger was recently locked to headline. With A.J. Edwards‘ film being the story of Abraham Lincoln’s early life and upbringing, Clarke‘s part would be that of the President’s father, Tom, a “a callous, quiet” sort whose abusive behavior is balanced by way of genuine signs of affection. Whatever effects this had may have been cancelled out by leaving him in “the harsh winter wilderness,” however, since it’s described as “a tragedy that marked him forever.”
Green Blade Rising would have Clarke and Kruger playing a husband-wife duo — we’ve already been told she’ll play Sarah Bush Lincoln, the man’s step-mother — which, acting-wise, would create sufficient reason to exist as is. The support of Malick means a lot, too, not just because he’s a great filmmaker with one of the most unique voices out there, but also because he’s a guy who never really steps outside his own box. Let the green blade rise, and let it make a cinematic cut both deep & impactful.
Does Clarke add any allure to Green Blade Rising?
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