' "On the road, his phone rings again, this time with a call from his girlfriend in Spain.
He made this place to hang out with his friends." He takes me into a small red barn on the property and opens the squeaky door.
His father, also named Viggo Peter Mortensen, not so much.
The old man is in Watertown, an hour and a half from the Syracuse airport, where Mortensen went to high school and where we are headed now.
Once, it was erroneously reported (and repeated and repeated, which pissed him off, and he is not a guy who gets pissed off, except about the war in Iraq) that he was giving up acting because he said he wanted to take a break.
I’d actually been wondering if Viggo was still with Ariadna – I hadn’t seen them together in a while, and during Viggo’s promotion of , he didn’t get any questions about his love life, and Ariadna was nowhere around.
(He lost to Daniel Day-Lewis, for , directed not by Cronenberg but by an actor-writer-director named Matt Ross, with Mortensen playing an endearing, passionate, complicated—okay, weird—father who tries to protect his kids from the pressures of a conformist, commodified society.
We decide to grab a late lunch, pulling into a diner by Lake Ontario, where he orders a tuna-fish sandwich.
He was born on 20th of October, 1958 (his current age is 58 years old) in New York City, United States of America.
He was born as the only son to a Danish father Viggo Peter Mortensen Sr.
"There's an ashtray." It's a cardboard cup from the airport Best Western, where he got his coffee this morning, that he has filled with an inch of water.