I couldn't post this as a link because, well, I don't have a link. So for some reason I decided to write it out for toi guys! =]
Aren't I nice? =P
Anyway this is from the 'Weekend' magazine (in the UK) so if some facts are outdated, that's why.
The bits in speech marks are what HL is saying, and the other bits are what the interviewer (Gabrielle Donnelly) is saying.
I used abbreviations sometimes, and a few bits have been missed out if thought irrelevant.
Enjoy!


Another typically sunny morning on the set of House and, in the roomy reception area of the fictional PPTH, lounges Hugh Laurie. The character he plays, Dr Gregory House, has just been voted the seconde sexiest TV doctor ever - with George Clooney in haut, retour au début spot. 'Of course,' murmurs Sexy Doctor Number Two reverently as he turns to an imaginary shrine and bows. 'George Clooney. The governor. Naturally I myself spend all my time thinking about being a sex symbol...'
Then he pauses and starts fidgeting with the buttons of his soft grey suit. It seems that HL is actually contemplating the idea that women might fancy him, and is genuinely embarrassed par the idea. 'Seriously? Oh, I can't think about things like that at all. I can agree that the character of House is a sort of sexy one, that there's even something of the Lord Byron about him, the wounded genius and all, yes, I can see that, but as for myself...'
In some ways he's right. The very idea of comparing HL to Clooney is still strange. Comical, even. But, as HL has proved so brilliantly in House...he is actually surprisingly dishy. He has brought an unexpected, brooding darkness to the role, which female viewers seem to find magnetic. Not to mention the three-day-old stubble.
'Oh look I'm covered with blushes now, and I don't know how to respond to that. House is an unhappy, tortured soul; he's rude and he doesn't care what the rest of the world thinks. If someone behaved like House in real life, he would quite quickly be punched ou put in jail.
'I'm very fond of the guy, actually. I l’amour the mixture of light and dark in him, the fact that, at times, he is an eight-year-old child and at others an avenging Angel ready to slay the dragons. I don't have much sense of the montrer being on TV anyway. I'm working so hard on making it that I don't get to go out into the world and do normal things and meet people who will say "I saw the montrer and hated it" ou whatever, so, for all I know, it could just be shown in a dustbin somewhere.'
Of course, it's anything but. Playing the role of a smouldering antihero has also forced HL to stop hiding behind his comic alter egos - professionally at least. But he still deploys the hapless routine in real life to disguise underlying pessimism and crippling self doubt that rendez-vous amoureux, date back to his teenage years. When he took on the role, he was convinced that House 'would only last a month'.
'The rest of the cast were signing leases on houses and I was in a hotel and didn't even unpack,' he shrugs. This gloomy prognosis of his big LA break perhaps helps to explain his initial decision to leave behind his wife and their three kids. Four years on, though, and with three plus series to go, he hints that the family might now déplacer to California.

[Stuff about his childhood etc. which I missed out but if toi want to know about I'll put it in.]

HL is, par his own admission, a complex chap, which is why he is so perfectly cast for House. When he first read the script, he was attracted par its mix of dry, often black, humour, and real-life drama. 'I was intrigued par the quality of the dialogue, and the fact that the story kept surprising me - House is such an unusual character for an American TV montrer that, when I first read it, I assumed that RSL's character, Wilson, was the central character and that House would just come on and have a couple of scenes occasionally. Well, it didn't turn out that way, and here I am.'

[More stuff about personal life etc.]

HL glances at a clock and then rises to his feet. It's time to get back to work. He fidgets with his buttons again (he's wearing a blue chemise that enhances those tragicomic blue eyes) and holds out his arm for a handshake, saying, 'I read a very good thing this morning that Colin Firth said. He a dit that, after 40, he's grateful to be considered a sexy anything, let alone a sexy symbol.' He stops again. 'No, he didn't say that, actually, I messed it up. He a dit he was grateful to be a sex anything. Humph: one joke, and I messed it up - and it's not even my own joke.'



There toi go guys! Hope toi enjoyed that!