A clip of Chris Hemsworth with his piercing blue eyes and perfect smile is usually the source of gasps. But his latest video sadly didn’t have the same effect.
Hemsworth was actually being fitted for false teeth—among other prosthetics—for his role in George Miller’s upcoming Mad Maxprequel. The Thor star will feature alongside Anya Taylor-Joy, Tom Burke, former WWE star Nathan Jones, Angus Sampson, Daniel Webber, and Lachy Hulme in the action movie which delves into the origin story of renegade warrior Furiosa.
Hemsworth is taking on the role of Dementus, a character who the actor has described as a “pretty horrible individual.” He recently revealed that undergoing a physical transformation to become Dementus has helped him “get out of the way” of himself while shooting the flick.
People couldn’t believe the difference the small tweaks to aspects of Hemsworth’s appearance had made, with one person saying, “I thought this was Chris’s stunt double at first.” A second fan wrote, “Nope, still handsome, but nice try.” A third added, “He looks like every other man now. The teeth do it.”
As Chris Hemsworth transforms into Dementus, his fans eagerly await to see how these changes translate to his performance on the big screen. Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga promises to be an exhilarating ride, with Hemsworth’s altered appearance adding an intriguing layer to his character.
I Incurred a $500 Fine When My Neighbor Falsely Accused My Son of Her Toddler’s Hallway Scribbles — I Couldn’t Let It Go
Caitlin often found herself informally supervising her neighbor Stacy’s young son, Nate, providing him some stability while his mom sought time for herself. However, when Nate decorated the hallway walls with doodles during Caitlin’s absence, she was unjustly slapped with a $500 fine. Determined to set things right, Caitlin devised a plan for retribution.
Stacy had become accustomed to letting her young son, Nate, roam the hallway as a play area.
“It’s safe, Caitlin,” she’d assure me. “Plus, it’s their version of outdoor play.”
She would then retreat behind her door, leaving Nate to his devices, often while she entertained guests.
“I just need some downtime,” she confessed to me once in the laundry room. “I’m a grown woman with needs, you know. Being a single mom, you must get it.”
I understood her need for personal space, but I could never imagine letting my own son, Jackson, wander the hallways alone. Despite our general familiarity with the neighbors, the corridors didn’t feel completely secure.
Jackson, slightly older than Nate, seemed concerned about the younger boy, who often loitered alone, clutching his tattered teddy bear.
“Mom,” Jackson would say during his playtime, “maybe we should invite him over.”
Grateful for my son’s compassion, I agreed. It was better to keep both children within sight, ensuring their safety.
Thus, we began having Nate over for snacks, toys, and movies—a simple arrangement that brought him noticeable joy.
“He mentioned he likes playing with others,” Jackson noted one day. “I don’t think his mom spends much time with him.”
And interestingly, Stacy hardly acknowledged this setup. Once she realized Nate was safe with us, she seemed to extend her leisure time even more.
Eventually, it became routine for Nate to knock on our door whenever his mother let him out.
“Hello,” he’d say, teddy in hand. “I’m here to play.”
However, one day, we were away at my parents’ house for my mom’s birthday.
“I hope Nate will be okay,” Jackson expressed concern as we drove.
“Oh, honey,” I responded. “His mom is there. She’s responsible for his safety too.”
Upon our return, we were greeted by hallway walls covered in childish drawings—a colorful chaos of stick figures and squiggles.
“Nate must have had fun,” I remarked, searching for my keys.
“Isn’t he going to be in trouble?” Jackson asked, eyeing the artwork.
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