hen I hear the term , I immediately think of actors like Jeremy Strong having trouble referring to his “Succession” character, Kendall Roy, in the third person or Austin Butler going literal years without seeing his family as he was preparing to play Elvis. As an outsider (read, media-obsessed plebian) I consume coverage of method actors and the lengths they go to with morbid fascination—a mix of awe, horror, and a, I so cavalierly thought.
