So last night I impulse bought tickets to see Benedict Cumberbatch reading Look Back in Anger at the Duke of York’s Theatre, London.
This time next week I am seeing The Batch in the flesh…please excuse me while I try to come to terms with this asdfghjkl
From the treaty of the treason:
In penance for you giving us low points in eurovision, each country shall offer up male and female athletes the ages of 18 and 35 at a public ”Reaping.”
These athletes shall be delivered to the custody of London.
And then transferred to a public arena where they will Fight to the Death until a lone victor remains.
Henceforth and forevermore this pageant shall be known as The Olympics.
I went to see an Encore Screening of Frankenstein at the Richmond Curzon last night with Benedict Cumberbatch as the creature and Johnny Lee Miller as Victor…and wow. So glad I bought tickets, just wish I could have seen it live, it was amazing - Benedict definitely proved what a brilliant actor he is. I loved how Nick Dear and Danny Boyle made it focus upon the creature, as in many productions he loses the voice Mary Shelley gave him. When I read Frankenstein for English this year I definitely felt sympathy for the monster, something which Benedict was able to evoke very strongly. I just want to see it again now, would definitely have been interesting to see Johnny as the creature too, partly for the chance to see the Gingerbatch’s luscious curls ;)
Incredibly tempted to do a painting of the Creaturebatch now, so watch this space haha
Seriously, it’s a fucking disease
I mean, I see his face
The way he touches his own fucking perfect face
And then there’s this…
But you know what…