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One of the first things you notice about Luke Evans is his voice. Before his introduction to an American audience he was a trained vocalist performing in productions at the West End, London’s Broadway. He’s British through and through, which can sometimes alienate an American, but Luke’s accent is warmer – maybe it’s the Welsh in him – it’s as disarming as recognizing a friend in a rough crowd. And he still manages to stand out as the bad ass in a pack of new films.

I met him once by chance. It was on the Lady May, a Yacht anchored off the coast of the south of France, in Cannes, where Luke was doing press. He’d just been cast as The Driver in No One Lives. Telling me about it that day on the ship he spoke lucidly of his psychopathic character, describing the synopsis in seemingly rehearsed prose that worked on me like a well-edited trailer. I couldn’t wait to see that movie. This was the sharp, undeniable presence of an actor. And the films have lately been piling up.

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