Maybe tomorrow. Definitely Sunday. But soon. And from all the lovely comments I am seeing on Twitter and here at the blog, I think it’s going to be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Just some pix and interview moments I’ve particularly enjoyed in recent days. Richard, you never fail to impress and delight me on so many levels.
Richard and Cate look so good together, don’t they? Those two really need to make a movie together. I mean, one in which they actually share some scenes. Hmmmm, he does look good with a blonde. Unless she’s Sarah Caulfield. (Sorry, GOR . . .)
It’s like he walked out of the past and into the present, channeling all that old-time movie star allure. Yummmmm.
This is a really light-hearted, downright cheeky interview with Hobbit cast members, including Richard. Love how she catches him off-guard and the laughter that ensues. 😉 Who’s your hottie dwarf with the biggest sword, baby??
Nothing like a somewhat serious interview (and thank you, George, for giving RA the chance to show off his intelligence and insight) being rounded out with Richard covering his eyes to avoid seeing himself half-naked in a fanvid and then wrestling the host to the floor. LOVE it.
I started off this morning with a dream about Richard Armitage. I kept floating in and out of consciousness. My conscious mind kept telling my unconscious mind to take over again because, quite frankly, I didn’t want the dream to end. Richard was wearing his Glamour UK photo spread outfit. He never took off a single piece of clothing but it was an incredibly. sexy. dream. Oh, Richard–you do know how to stir a woman.
I’d had a night where pain mimicking an unhappy gall bladder kept me awake longer than I’d hoped (couldn’t have been the gall bladder since I haven’t possessed one for years and the pain was on the wrong side of the body anyway). Let’s say that dream was very, very welcome.
And it was just the beginning of welcome events. I opened up my e-mail and discovered my dear friend Leigh was going to get to see The Hobbit in English after all! A couple of days ago it appeared as if it just wasn’t going to happen. Now it seems she and Noemi will see Thorin in all his big screen glory in lovely Sevilla next week. Happy, happy, joy, joy indeed!
And then before you know it ( I had slept in rather late) I was tuning in to the live stream from the
red green carpet in London. And it was working. OK, the picture quality wasn’t great, but the lack of stutters and almost non-existent buffering was simply heavenly for me. I was seeing and hearing what fellow RA aficionados on Twitter were with no delays or missing pieces. Hurray!
Of course, I was simply dying to see our Richard . . . and he was drop-dead gorgeous, too. I loved his latest designer threads, an impeccably tailored tux with a shawl collar, crisp white pleated shirt and nice, big bow tie (as the latest incarnation of Doctor Who will tell you, bow ties are cool).
Judiang loved it so much she named the tux Francois. I simply call it devastating. Mr. Movie Star.
We got a nice interview with some new tidbits–a little longer than some of the other actors got, I do believe–with the emcee Alex Dane. And we discovered RA had a dream last night, too, although his was all about getting lost and not being able to find the premiere venue. Bless his heart.
Well, you did find it, RA, and this night was all true. You may not be a great warrior or noble dwarf, but you are an incredible actor, lovely man and undeniably a movie star, my dear.
And then Richard stood in that long, long line of folks who got to shake hands and chat with royalty–Prince William, the Duke of Cambridge.
As with everyone else, I longed to know just what the Handsome Prince of Players and the Handsome Prince talked about.
I was so proud of Richard in that moment I could not resist shedding a few tears. It didn’t help matters any when I realized that sweet-looking white-haired lady standing behind him bore a striking resemblance to Richard. Yup, it would appear his mum was there for that unforgettable moment.
I thought of my mother’s own beautiful silver-white locks, and how I enjoyed taking her to special events with me. Of how proud she was of my accomplishments, which were chicken feed compared to Richard’s. And so I cried some more–tears of remembrance, of joy and gratitude for Richard and his family and this celebratory occasion. I’m just a big ol’ sentimental fool.
Visit http://richardarmitagecentral.co.uk to get a link to a video of RA meeting Prince William, Duke of Cambridge.
What an amazing two weeks you’ve had, my dear Richard. You’ve globe-trotted around this world, done umpteen interviews, been asked some of the same questions just a little too often, yet always managed to remain patient, modest, good-humoured and gentlemanly about it all. And how could you look so fresh at times on what had to be insufficient sleep? And when you’ve shown us your flirtatious side–oh, mercy me!!
You’ve dazzled us with your designer duds, you clotheshorse, you. You’ve worn the clothes, they haven’t worn you, and you were polished, confident, elegant and yet edgy. We couldn’t look away. But then, why would we want to?
Oh, yes, Mr. A, more and more people are taking notice, taking an interest in you. There’s a good reason my viewing numbers shot up more than 45 percent, why your rank at IMDB keeps rising; the world is finally waking up to the gem that is Richard Armitage.
I know your family has to be immensely proud of you. I know I am.
Oh, and one more thing–I also won four IMAX tickets via Twitter and Air New Zealand today and the vouchers don’t expire until Dec. 31, 2013. So it really has been a great day for this RA fan. I hope yours has been, too.
(And Richard, if you’d like to revisit my dreams tonight, please, be my guest.)