Those eyes. Those teeth. That voice! Thorin roars, growls, simmers, smoulders, commands, captures our attention and our hearts.
So very intense . .
I received my email notifying me Amazon had shipped my Hobbit DVD, slated to arrive Tuesday. In the meantime, I can’t resist playing with more of the Gallicka Screens caps along with the lovely ones offered by Heirs of Durin of the recent Xbox video featuring Richard, Dean and Aidan. More Thorin angst, majesty and beauty! I can’t wait until Thursday to spotlight Thorin! (although I DO have a special treat coming up on Thursday . . .)
And just for fun–Thorin experiencing a bit of a “morning after” following too many Irish coffees and too much dancing (isn’t it fun to imagine the Dwarf King dancing??) for St. Paddy’s Day. Awww, come here, Thorin! I’ve got cuke slices and plenty of TLC to offer. 😉
I’ve always gotten the impression Richard really wasn’t all that comfortable hawking stuff. Oh, promoting his productions and praising his co-stars, crew members and more, sure, raising monies for charities, absolutely, but selling stuff–no.
I think back to the little promo he did for the Spooks 9 DVD and its special features, recalling that slightly sheepish expression he wore on his face. I could be wrong, of course. (Maybe it was the bogus quality of the scriptwriting in Spooks 9 that was bugging him. Certainly bugged ME.)
Anyway, I couldn’t resist having a bit of fun with the recent “thank you” vid to Twitter fans of The Hobbit, a vid which was also, of course, a shameless plug to remind everyone the DVD is coming out so BUY, BUY, BUY! (as if we need encouragement). And I enjoy having fun with our modest fellow and imagining him having less-than-modest thoughts in that handsome head . . . in that spirit, I present Richard’s Secret Thoughts: Twitter Video Edition.
Richard, pondering his amazing combination of potent masculinity with boyish winsomeness.
I mean, really, he does have it all. Awfully hard to fit it all in a teeny bubble.
It is almost St. Paddy’s Day, James is Irish and–I couldn’t resist the leprechaun hats, green beer and rainbow. Sorry.
Richard now gets down to the brass tacks. The reason to buy that DVD/Blu-ray/Combo pack/digital download/whatever-heckity-else-they-come-up-with to sell you. We want him. And sadly, this may be the only way he’ll end up in our living room. Or bedroom. Or–whatever. *cough*
Yeah, there’s plenty of comic relief (albeit of the creepy kind in the case of the bug-eyed beastie) with Gollum and party boy Bofur–but for white-hot sex appeal, go for the alpha dwarf every time!
Really, there’s always someone trying to outdo the Master. Silly rabbit.
Need I say more?
Our smouldering sex god is a wee bit vain (but at least he has something to be vain about). There’s the hair, artfully arranged (with Ye Olde Medieval Haire Gelle?),fetching curls at the nape, those striking sideburns accentuating the elegant, masculine planes of his face. Later, of course, we get the Amazing Mane, artfully tossed about to great effect like the proud stallion that he is. And let’s not forget the Guyliner. Nobody rocks the Medieval Smoky-Eyed Gaze like our Sir Guy. And that stubble . . . . uhmmmmmm. Or clean-shaven for those special occasions.
He knows he looks damn good in those sleek, buttery soft black leathers, accentuating his lean, muscular physique. Nothing like watching that long, slinky stride through the corridors of Nottingham Castle, is there? Or study him lounging purposefully, strong arms folded across that broad, tempting chest, a knowing smirk or look of ill-concealed boredom or disdain on his handsome face . . . always keep your eye on the hot, sleek, sexy henchman. It’s worth it on so very many levels. Trust me . . .
The recent interview with Lorraine Kelly was pretty “meh” for me, personally. But what if we could be privy to what RA was actually thinking? His internal reactions to what the talkative, perky-as-a-ferret, not-for-everyone’s tastes Ms. Kelly was chattering about?
Of course, I can’t read RA (or anyone else’s) mind and this is strictly for fun. You must bring your sense of humor with you when I am in this sort of satirical mood. I do hope you will enjoy!
Let’s start with a nice wave from Mr. A himself. Always good to get a handshot in!
Poor Richard. He is fighting a nasty cold and feeling a bit off. Finds himself wanting to say the most nonsensical things. He’s in a fog of congested sinuses–and Kelly.
He is quietly amused when he she keeps talking–and talking–and talking. So hard for him to even finish a sentence.Doesn’t she need to stop and catch her breath??
(Sorry the print’s so tiny on this one, you might have to zoom in.) Richard has begun to speculate on how to stop the chatter . . . as only HE can.
Yep, the Tongue of Concentration is good for more than just–concentration.
Oops! The cunning plan has run aground.
Truly a dilemma as she talks–and talks–and talks . . .
And it’s a somewhat predatory gleam–can Lorraine have designs on our beautiful RA?
(In case you missed the Getty.com mini-vids, Mr, A had to upchuck on set after overheating during The Hobbit. Hopes it didn’t make it into any possible blooper reels.)
It’s not easy being the Sexiest Man on Earth–with a head cold, yet.
If you haven’t seen these seven mini-videos, snippets of a recent interview promoting the The Hobbit DVD release, please take the time to do so. Posted by Getty.com, they offer some new tidbits and insights about the making of the film (including poor Richard’s sincere hope the moment an overheated Thorin tossed his cookies into a bucket after shooting the goblin scene never made it onto the DVD).
Richard is obviously fighting some ailment, sounding congested and having to swallow several times and clear his throat, but he seems in good spirits (the raised ironical brow and those talking hands!) and looks quite sporty in his cardi and tie. Unfortunately, there is a Getty Images logo splashed across his handsome face. WelL, we can’t have everything, can we? In the meanwhile, a few caps from his appearance on Lorraine Kelly’s show. Oh, the expressive brow, big geeky laugh and the Tongue of Concentration!
More of the gorgeous alpha dwarf in all his princely, pensive, passionate glory. And a few chuckles, too. 😉 Loving the new HD screencaps at www.gallicka.com There are thousands and I’ve made my way through less than half of them. Such riches . . . enjoy!
If you read that the Q&A session on Twitter with Andy, James and Richard lasted over 3 1/2 hours, you might be thinking, “WOW! lots of questions answered!”
Well, er—no. Give three Twitter newbies one MacBook and no apparent advance exposure to the many questions tweeted in, and you have a recipe for a near-disaster.
Sorry, @TheHobbitMovie, this was not a well-planned shindig. Richard finally ended up answering 14 questions, but we are pretty sure that was due to someone else finally taking over and typing in the answers given to them by the Hobbit crew while the boys went out and drowned their sorrows or whatever. It’s the only answer I can come up with for the sudden rapid response of the hitherto Gang Who Couldn’t Tweet Straight.
I am afraid the quality of the photo somewhat reflects the quality of the whole event. A bit out of focus. Courtesy of @TheHobbitMovie
It took quite a bit of time before any question at all was answered, and then it seemed there was at least a quarter of an hour between each new retweeted question/response. The guys were sweet and charming, but—honestly, next time around, just have one actor on at a time. Vet the questions in advance and toss out the obvious losers so they don’t have to wade through a jillion of them. Keep it simple. As it is, I am sure a lot of fans of all three gentlemen were somewhat disappointed with the results.
That being said, we hardy commenters kept one another entertained with our own quips, cracks, fake questions (re Judiang) and blonde jokes courtesy of HeathRA. Richard would have been proud of our determination to do “whatever it takes” to pass the time. And I appreciate the guys all making the effort.
And we learned some things: Richard’s favorite dessert is chocolate ice cream, scaling Mt. Everest is on his bucket list, his life philosophy is to follow the Golden Rule, his favorite Depeche Mode song is “Master and Servant,” and the three people (real or fictional) he’d most want to dine with are John F. Kennedy, Richard III and Sir Ian McKellen.
Oh, and if he had to choose between fighting duck-sized horses or horse-sized ducks, RA would prefer the latter. Yes, someone asked that question. And since the questions were so few and far between for most of the event, @kadeart had time to create this delightful artwork to illustrate the answer:
Anyway, the pdf of the entire Q&A is at www.richardarmitagenet.com. Just click on the link.
I mentioned Thorin Blu-ray caps; Heirs of Durin posted a link to a new site, www.gallicka.com which offers scads of beautiful high-quality screencaps from the Blu-ray editions of The Hobbit. Don’t ask me how. I just enjoyed snaffling as the sands slowly went through the hourglass . . . several times. And then I started doing some photo editing. Here are some of the results of my efforts. I mean–is this dwarf alluring, or WHAT??
More Thorin art tomorrow, along with a follow-up on Richard’s interview with Lorraine Kelly on ITV, which is set for 8:30 a.m. GMT. I know Ali at RANet is planning to post it to YouTube after she gets off work tomorrow and someone else may have it up earlier.
Oh, did you note RA did not appear to be sporting much facial hair in the above pic–but he was wearing his sexy cardigan and tie combo? Yum.
Richard Armitage, I don’t know you, but I certainly like what I see. Oh, not just the six feet and two inches of long, lean, muscular masculine beauty with all its grace and agility and amazing sex appeal that I see before me on film and in stills.
It’s also the good-humored, charming, self-deprecating, modest, witty, hard-working, genuinely nice man I perceive you to be. The man who readily shares hugs and smiles with his fans. The man who digs so deep to “bring it” with each and every one of his performances, who makes us care just as deeply. The man who never takes it all for granted or who forgets those less fortunate than he.
More than talented or gorgeous or charismatic. A really sweet guy.
Truly, how can I not love a fellow like you?
The flowing locks, at first dirty and tangled, later lustrous and princely. The Milanese-Japanese warrior threads. The floppy black pirate shirt and those jangling spurs. The really big, gleaming sword.
And the attitude.
Boozy, wild-eyed, vengeful, self-loathing. Proud, preening, smug and simply gorgeous. Defeated and yet not down and out. Introspective. Remorseful. Chivalrous. Fearful. Courageous. Free . . . what an amazing journey of discovery Richard Armitage takes us on with Sir Guy in the final season of Robin Hood. Guy of Gisborne, you ROCK!
Poor Guy can’t get any rest with Kate’s incessant squawking. And I am having no luck with the nap idea so far. Might as well send a little more Guy–the lighter side– your way this Guyday Friday. Enjoy! I’m gonna veg.
I don’t think he’d ever be unemployed in that line of work, do you?
Of course we know you were first, Sir Guy. Nobody can out-glam you, our dear Dark Knight.
Oh, come on, when he’s looking at you like that, what else can he expect??
Her time at the castle could have been so much more enjoyable.
The world-weary Hot Velveteen Henchman has seen it all.
Thoughtful . . . with a hint of smoulder.
Alpha male intensity–verging on a smirk . . .
Crinkles and concern. So irresistible.
Hopeful . . . questioning. *sigh*
Suspicious . . . yet ridiculously hot.
The smouldering smirk in the making.