Killers Can Be Sexy Too, You Know

I still say this should be a movie, and a funny one at that.  A mix of Monty Python and the Holy Grail (the British Union soldier who keeps volunteering to take Booth on one-on-one, oh by the way he had also cut his own nuts off), and the Simpsons (Spongehead Bob as Booth, Homer as his doofus companion Herold.) The shit writes itself; including the ongoing joke that no matter how gruesome a scene one is describing, or how much they claim Booth is the devil himself for what he's done to the country, nobody can go too far without off-handedly remarking how incredibly handsome he was. ("The flames whipped around Booth as I setting my sight on him a final time, preparing to end this 12-day national nightmare...I closed one eye and focused on his face...which was, I must say, pleasant to look at...luminescent, really...") - XMASTIME on the great, GREAT Manhunt. (the BOOK, people, the book.)

 Upon startirg to re-read Crime and Punishment I came upon this line:

He was, by the way, exceptionally handsome, above the average in height, slim, well-built, with beautiful dark eyes and dark blond hair.

I don't know if I remember why Dostoevsky found it so important to from out of nowhere poke you in the arm "and oh, by the way, he's a fucking dreamboat!"

Also don't know why this guy then played him in the movie.