But you look danged tempting every step of the way, I gotta say.
One of my favorite RA bad boys, John Mulligan. He’s mighty purty, and he’s a charmer. Is he redeemable or rotten through and through? Yep, one of those characters I would love to discuss with Richard himself. Amongst so many other things . . .
(this video doesn’t appeared to be blocked at my old channel–somehow more than 3,000 people have viewed it. Give it a try . . .)
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 made a boo-boo on this one I didn’t catch until it was too late. So I had to do a little doctoring.
I do so love how very glamorous and alluring he is in this photo–1oo percent star, too.
I know Johnnie Mulligan is a bad boy, but he is still one of my favorite characters, in spite of himself and myself. 😉
I fear I have an addictive personality. It’s a good thing I never cared for alcohol much, had any desire to smoke or try recreational drugs. Because judging by how much I like writing, blogging, vidding and Photoshopping in connection with Richard Armitage, I would be prune-faced with a whisky and cigarette-laced voice by now.
Anyhoo, here’s some more evidence of the fun I am having with Photoshop and images of Mr. Armitage in his various roles and as his sweet self.
A tall, well-built man, beautifully knit together; broad, strong chest, big elegant hands, a swan-like neck with the most delectable Adam’s apple, and a dancer’s long, lean and muscular thighs. A figure of grace and beauty both at rest and in motion, incredibly expressive.
And the face.
A visage with a noble profile, such as might have graced an effigy of a long-dead king. One can easily believe noble blood may very well flow in those veins.
A proud aquiline nose and equally masculine jawline. Lips, not full, and yet retaining an incredible sensuality.
The delicate Cupid’s bow of the upper lip invites one to trace its outline with a fingertip–or the tip of a tongue, perhaps? A mouth that gains a new softness, an aching vulnerability when he sleeps.
The eyes. Unforgettable.
A lovely blue that is amazingly changeable, sometimes as cerulean as a clear summer sky, sometimes as stormy as a bank of thunderclouds; crystalline green eyes, eyes the color of golden topaz and desert sand.
Beautiful eyes fringed in thick, long lashes and framed by bold, well-shaped masculine brows that have never undergone a waxing–thank goodness. Eyes surrounded by endearing laugh lines. The eyes of a man who has a zest for life. Eyes that express the gamut of emotions: anger, rage, worry, tenderness, desire, fear, self-loathing, weariness, sorrow, delight.
And those smiles. Dazzling. And it’s not just the pearly whites that make those grins so amazing. It’s their genuine quality and the way the smile is reflected in those eyes. A smile that starts on the inside and works its way out.
The hair, thick and fine-textured, incredibly soft-looking, with a tendency to wave and curl with length. That endearing cowlick. Whether sporting a floppy fringe, curls at the nape, Guy’s extensions or his current short hair, one wants to reach out and touch., brushing back an errant lock or brushing fingertips across the top of that crop.
There’s also the allure of the stubble, the beauty of the beard and the appeal of the clean-shaven jaw; the charm of those elfin ears. Those crinkles. The expressive raise of a brow, flicker of an eyelid, curve of the mouth. What a marvelously mobile and watchable face you have.
So NOT a cookie-cutter bland sort of handsomeness. As for the incredible talent, the delightful sense of humor, sweet modesty, keen intelligence, well–you are quite the package, aren’t you? I would say you, Mr. Artimage, and your wonderful array of ChaRActers are just what I was waiting for . . .
John Mulligan, the character Richard played in Drowning, Not Waving in the first series of Moving On is one of my favorite “bad boy” characters of RA’s. Perhaps my very favorite, as I can’t really think of Guy as bad, just–misunderstood. 😉 And the “evil henchman” is redeemed in the end. With John, it isn’t that simple . . .
John is the boy who grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, in and out of trouble as a youth. Nobody expected much out of little Johnnie Mulligan when he grew up.
Years later, he shows up on the doorstep of an old schoolmate who is mired in serious debt due to living beyond her means. She has been sacked and is now doing her best to avoid the bill collectors. Ellie is the smart girl who came from a stable home and always did the right thing back in the day. Now it seems she has made a thorough mess of things.
So, when this gorgeous, successful man from her past–tall, dark and handsome with a disarming manner, seductive voice and charm to spare–asks her out to dinner and offers to take the house off her hands, Ellie is tempted. Can we blame her? But is John Mulligan all he appears to be? Here are some photos and a Mulligan video, “Hypnotize Me.”
“Could you be an angel? Could you be the devil? . . .”
(photos courtesy of RAC Gallery)
(screencaps-Richard Armitage Central)
The TAE Word for the Day is brought to you by that sexy, seductive bad boy, John Mulligan. John, the product of a broken home who grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, appears to have made a smashing success of himself in the real estate business.
However, the truth is John is engaging in some very unlauful activities to help support his lavish lifestyle. It seems Johnnie Mulligan is engaging in mammonism and doesn’t care about those he might hurt along the way.
Mulligan may be an amoral criminal and liar who is immersed in mammonism, but I gotta say–he is one delicious bad boy.