Triangle of Sadness

Swapping the marines for the movies has paid off for the star of Ruben Östlund's Palme d'Or-winning Triangle of Sadness.

“He’s a lot of work – he’s a prince, but he’s worth it.” “I remember, I’d be in the basement folding clothes and I’d get a call from an unknown number,” he says. It’s such a fun experience to just go to work every day and the goal is to have a good laugh. But there was a tragic coda to the film when, in August, it was announced that his co-star “But then on a film like Ruben’s, you’re being used all the time and you’re striving to be great in every way,” he goes on. He then took a film studies course at college but didn’t enjoy the assignments and fell out with one of his teachers. Her brother was quickly forced to clarify that she had had a lung infection that may have been complicated by the removal of her spleen after a car accident in her late teens. “Just someone who’s immoral and unstable.” Then he turns serious: “I hope to God I’m not Carl.” “When I do a character or a project, I really want to get into the role,” he tells me. “Listen, I work in a garage on Saturdays,” he jokes, “so that’s how successful it was.” He doesn’t come from a world of privilege and is the closest to hinting that its excesses can be repulsive. When Harris Dickinson was recently cast in the film role of a character named Carl, he was briefed that he was playing a car mechanic who was scouted on the street to be a male model and sent to the shows in Paris.