Actors & Actresses
And there it is, the season finale. Which had a rather surprising, unexpected effect on me…Continue reading
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Is it too much to hope that Caitlin Moran will see any of our posts and realize what she’s done? That she’ll even feel guilty and apologize? I don’t know. Wonders do happen.
What bothers me, personally, is that after a night’s sleep (and a bad one, no kidding) I have very strange feeling about writing fanfic. I’ve written more than 100 stories in the past ten years, and I was never worried about it, but now I feel like I should be very careful what I post, thanks to Ms. Moran (anyone else noticing her last name the irony of it?).
Recently I started reading “Fic – Why Fanfiction is taking over the world” and I think it points out some very interesting and important facts. They’ve been named here on Tumblr before also – for example, that Sherlock (the BBC series, or any other televised form/cinematic realization, for that matter), is nothing else than fanfiction, either.
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Oh well, what’s to tell. It was chaotic and exciting and exhausting and funny and OMG I SAW BENEDICT. He was, like, one meter away from me when he was signing some pics and stuff (sadly, I wasn’t close enough to get an autograph as well, but I’m not giving up!).
This is getting ridiculous. Seriously. How can one man be so talented?
So yeah. I watched Frankenstein earlier this evening – with Benedict Cumberbatch as the Creature and Jonny Lee Miller as Victor Frankenstein. And I am blown away. Absolutely blown away.
Despite my initial plan to only watch it when it comes out on DVD, if at all, yesterday I went to the cinema and watched THE FIFTH ESTATE.
Can I just say how proud I am of Benedict. I know it has been said a lot and by many people last night (and before that), but I just need to again.
This man seems to do nothing but work 24/7, and he deserves all the appreciation he can get for it, because he’s easily one of the best actors of all time (I’m saying that as someone who is terribly picky) and still apparently such a decent and kind-hearted person.
It’s a bit sad that actors and actresses need awards to get a certain kind of recognition they wouldn’t get otherwise; that a “xxx award-winning actor/actress” before a name is worth so much.
We fans don’t need Ben, or anyone else for that matter, to win an award to love them. We know how good they are. I love how someone we adore so much gets an award (a pretty important one also), and everyone’s not like, “Yay, he’s got an award, now we have even more reason to be his/her fan”, but instead says, “It’s about damn time he/she gets the recognition he/she deserves, and we’re so proud because we’re happy for him/her, but it doesn’t change anything for us because we knew it all along.”
It’s people like Benedict who deserve to be seen as ‘stars’, because they are in every way in the league of actually being just that – a star on many fans’ firmaments that lets us look up in awe because it is so beautiful, as it’s brightness is defined by exceptional skills and an amazing personality. And right now, Benedict’s star is a blinding bright one.
Congratulations, Benedict Cumberbatch.
One thing you need to know about me: I hate crowds. I’m an extremely people-shy person, always stay away from bigger crowds and gatherings. I’m rather small (about as tall as Natalie) and slim and hate not being in control of what happens around me, which is impossible when you have people surrounding you.
When I got into Doctor Who, it was by mere chance. Originally I just wanted to watch Torchwood and check out Jack Harkness’ origins. Needless to say that Doctor Who quickly became the show I went crazy about, while to the day Torchwood is nothing more than enjoyable to watch.
Yesterday at midnight the BBC shocked millions (and no, I don’t think that’s an exaggeration) of Doctor Who fans:
Matt Smith is putting down his bow tie this Christmas – he steps down from playing the Doctor to make way for number 12. Twitter literally exploded – no surprise here – and the hashtag #ThankYouMatt was immediately formed (as well as #BowtiesAreCool).
So I introduced my co-blogger, Spooky, to ONCE UPON A TIME (actually I nagged her for weeks so that she didn’t have any chance but to watch the show *gg*) and watched the first season with her (again). With shows like OUAT it is usually like this: You watch it for the first time and get the first layer of information. Second time – second layer. And so on. The higher the layer count you reach, the more details you spot, and still you won’t have seen everything. This is what happened to me – and I found some new things, plus I read some new spoilers for upcoming episodes. Continue reading