[PHOTO] Xavier Dolan s'est fait raser les cheveux!

Ce fut une fin de semaine haute en émotions pour Xavier Dolan!

Il faut croire qu'il y a pris goût car à son retour, le jeune homme s'est rasé la tête! Adieu la crinière, bonjour cheveux très courts!

En publiant une photo de sa nouvelle tête, le cinéaste prodige a expliqué vouloir "raser la haine", en faisant référence à certains de ses détracteurs.

Dans un long texte accompagnant la photo, le Québécois remercie ses fans qui l'ont aidé à passer à travers la semaine de fou qu'il vient de vivre, lui qui a initialement été confronté à des réactions mitigés suite à la première projection de "Juste la fin du monde".

D'ailleurs, le jeune homme dit se sentir prêt à prendre d'assaut de nouveaux projets.

Voici, ci-dessous, la photo de son nouveau look accompagné du long mot écrit pour ses fans.[pub]

Had to shave the hate off! Just wanna say thanks to the fans who have been there through this Cannes adventure. It was as fulfilling as grueling. Your support, your words helped me to walk through that passionate storm. I'm back home now, and I'm ready for Donovan!! I just thought I'd share a text that my former English teacher sent me. I don't pretend I knew it before, but I do think it's very fitting. "At times in our pink innocence, we lie fallow, composting, waiting to grow. And other times we rush headlong like so many of our ancestors. But rush headlong or lie fallow, it doesn’t matter. One day you’ll round a corner, your path is shifted. In a blink, something is missing. It’s stolen, misplaced, it’s gone. Your heart, a memory, a limb, a promise, a person. An innocence is gone, and now your journey has changed. Your path, as though channeled through a spectrum, is refracted, and has left you pointed in a new direction. Some won’t approve. Some will want the other you. And some will cry that you’ve left it all. But what has happened has happened, and cannot be undone. We pay for our laughter. We pay to weep. Knowledge is not cheap. To survive we must return to our senses, touch, taste, smell, sight, sound. We must let our spirit guide us, our spirit that lives in breath. With each breath we inhale, we exhale. We inspire, we expire. Every breath has a possibility of a laugh, a cry, a story, a song. Every conversation is an exchange of spirit, the words flowing bitter or sweet over the tongue. Every scar is a monument to a battle survived. Now when you’re born into loss, you grow from it. But when you experience loss later in life, you grow toward it. A slow move to an embrace, an embrace that leaves you holding tight the beauty wrapped in the grotesque, an embrace that becomes a dance, a new dance, a dance of pink.” Kevin Kling - "Tickled Pink"

A photo posted by xavierdolan (@xavierdolan) on May 25, 2016 at 8:48am PDT

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