Daily Archives: September 10, 2012

Richard Armitage is poetry

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Richard Armitage is poetry. He is poetry in his stillness, and in motion. He is poetry aloud and in the moments of silence. He is poetry in the laughter and the pain, the joy and the sorrow. He is poetry in his humanity, in all its flawed beauty, its imperfect perfection.

His characters become flesh and blood and bone to me. I see through their eyes, through his eyes, and journey with them. And even when they behave in disappointing and even abhorrent ways I cannot wholly condemn them.  Because I am human, too, and full of my own foibles and failings.  

I rejoice with them in those happy moments.  I grieve when their end comes. They have become friends, allies, fellow travelers on this fascinating and difficult and unpredictable journey. It is so hard for me to say goodbye that I simply have to Love them into Being.

The artistry of Richard Armitage touches my heart, my mind and my soul. Yes, he is a physically gorgeous man,  and I gladly celebrate all that distinctive masculine beauty.

 But were it not for the poetry I see within him, in the way he moves and speaks and simply is; were it not for the intelligence, the sensitivity, the humor, the intensity, the tenderness that I see in his face, his eyes, his smile, his hands, his being, all that outward beauty would be nothing but an empty shell.  Pretty to look at but ultimately forgettable.

For me, he is unforgettable.  He makes me more fully realize what it means to be human. To be humane.

Richard Armitage is poetry . . .

Screencaps courtesy of RichardArmitageNet

I’m liking wet Gary

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But of course, I have always liked Richard’s characters on the damp side. Wet Ian, wet Lee, wet Guy, wet Lucas, wet Porter, and we’ll get wet Thorin (although that likely won’t be until the second film, alas). And now Black Sky offers us rain-drenched Gary. Happy happy, joy, joy. 

 Todd Garner released the photo on Twitter and Frenzy shared.  Thanks, Frenz and Todd. Mr. Garner, who knows an avid fanbase when he sees it, also answered Gratiana’s question about Richard’s character’s name. Some people don’t seem too thrilled with Gary, but hey–at least it ISN’T John.  Actually, it makes me think of the late, great film star Gary Cooper, another tall, blue-eyed hunk. And Coop frequently played cowboys, and Oklahoma is kinda sorta cowboy territory, so—

Hope that is a waterproof watch.

So, what are your thoughts on Wet Gary, Okie Teacher Dude?

Hold On! for another new fanvid

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I guess I am in a Motown mood of late–hmmm, could it have anything to do with Mr. A’s proximity to the Motor City as he films Black Sky?

Whatever the case may be, I put together this little fanvid last night and uploaded it this morning for your Monday viewing pleasure. The song is a bit of a nostalgia trip because I remember my older sister (she of the elegant long pianist’s fingers) playing the memorable chorus on the little chord organ at the farmhouse. “DUN-dun-dun-dunnn-dunn-nah-nah . . .” And now I confess to needing a nap. Yes, I know it is still morning here, but I’ve been up a lon-n-n-g time . . .