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Sir Guy, RA and I and our Seven-Year AnniveRsAry. Not itching yet.

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It was seven years ago this summer when it all began. One sticky south Alabama Saturday night I flipped on the TV and tuned into BBC America to catch their latest version of the Robin Hood legend.

I have to be perfectly honest. I found the rebooted “legend” less than–legendary. Hoodie with his boyish bangs, constipated expressions and cocky strut did not exactly make me forget Errol Flynn.

I did think his cohorts had their charms, Marian was pretty (and pretty feisty), and the sheriff, the sort of amusing panto-ish villain one loved to hate.  But the one who ultimately kept my attention and piqued my interest was the tall, scowling, smirking man in black.

 

He was the one always hovering near the sheriff, arms folded across his broad chest, trying to be impassive. The master of arms’ body language and facial expressions, however, told so much about the “evil henchman.” Oh, he was a handsome devil, no doubt about it, and he knew it.  “A right smarmy bastard,” I said to myself.  In spite of some reservations about the show, I kept watching . . . the chief attraction being the bad guy, Guy.

 

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I abhorred some of Sir Guy’s choices and actions; still, the more I watched, the more complex this potentially one-note cardboard cutout of a character became.  I’m not bein’ funny — the baddie turned out to have a heart and soul, folks. Robin Hood 2006 had its cheese-tastic appeal, but the raison d’etre of it all for me was Gisborne.  By the end of the first season, when Marian slugged him and left him at the altar, I was fully Team Leather all the way.

I cried buckets when the character died at the end of the third and final season. Even though I knew in advance it was going to happen and tried to prepare myself for The Moment, I was still so distraught when it came.  I shed more tears over this fictional character than I have some flesh-and-blood relations. He was–and is–that real to me.  And I still simply cannot bear to re-watch THAT Moment.

And so there was nothing to do but to declare him “loved into being” a la The Velveteen Rabbit, back with us to enjoy more adventures, and serve as the catalyst for my popular “Sloth Fiction” stories.  Sir Guy is SO Not Dead.

 

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We each have our own story about the character that lured us into Armitage Mania. Guy was my particular “gateway drug” into the Armitage fandom. But I didn’t stop there.  I went on to investigate more online about this very attractive actor with the rich, honeyed baritone and beautiful way of moving, a performer who could also speak volumes without saying a word, giving a mere flicker of those long, darkened lashes, a sidelong glance, or a twist of his mouth. I watched fanvids and visited a few Armitage sites.

 

When I had the cash, I ordered the DVDs of RA’s I could find stateside at that time: North and South, Vicar of Dibley and a used copy of Sparkhouse.

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After viewing those three productions in quick succession, call me officially blown away. The man was clearly no one- trick pony in the world of acting. How could the man who inhabited cripplingly shy, awkward sheep farmer John Standring also bring to life sunny, cheeky accountant Harry, sober Victorian mill owner Thornton and the smoulderingly seductive presence that was Gisborne?  And yet, he did, looking and moving and sounding differently in each and every role.  Richard made me believe and care every single time.

And he’s done it again and again–as Lucas, as Porter, Ricky, Mulligan, Kruger, Thorin . . . and now he’s wowing London theatre audiences as gruff, work-hardened farmer John Proctor in Miller’s The Crucible.  And will no doubt perform admirably as Gary the widowed dad and teacher in Into the Storm and in whatever future roles he undertakes.  And then of course I’ve also discovered how kind, thoughtful, funny, bright, humble and simply extremely likeable the real man appears to be.

He’s not perfect, but he is a pretty special human being.  I really do believe in the power of The Armitage.

In long-term relationships, in marriages, there is a phenomenon referred to as the “Seven-Year Itch” in which the partners begin to feel an urge to–stray, to move on to pastures with, say, Bahia grass versus Fescue (I am a farmer’s daughter, remember).

And yet, not only do I not feel an urge to move on to a different actor on which to have a big ol’ crush, I also don’t plan to ever abandon my first RA love.

Sir Guy of Gisborne, you will always be my very favorite.  I wrote my first novel-length fanfic about you. I’ve made more Guy photo edits, fan art and fan vids than I have of any other ChaRActer. Of course, there is more of you, in 37 episodes, although never enough even then.

You continue to inspire me, and to endear yourself to me with that special blend of thrilling alpha male dominance (I will forgive you things I would never forgive anyone else) with an awkward sweetness, aching vulnerability and at times, heartbreaking gullibility.

 

And frankly, nobody, but nobody, rocks the Guyliner, stubble, leather and long locks the way YOU do. You’ll always be THE one.

I’m not bein’ funny . . .  no seven year itch for me!

 

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Guyday Friday: Ladywriter gets some TLC from the Dark Knight

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“It’s a hard day, Sir Guy. A high pain day. Even my hair hurts.”

He tilted his dark head, brow furrowing. “I am sorry to hear that, my lady.” His kohl-rimmed eyes softened as his mouth curled into an affectionate smirk. “Such shiny, lovely hair it is, too.”

LW grunted and tossed a pillow in the dark knight’s direction. “NOW you sound like Mr. Ladywriter, you tease.”

Sir Guy adroitly caught the pillow with one hand and swept her a gallant bow. Flicking back his raven mane, he flashed her one of those dazzling grins.

“We are both here to serve you, my dear LW . . . now may I get you a cold drink and a compress  . . . perhaps a gentle foot and hand massage?” He purred.

*Gulp*

Well, who am I to tell Sir Guy “no”?!?

Happy Guyday Friday

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I really *didn’t* fall off the face of the earth, I promise.

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But I *did* lose my internet last Thursday night and just got it back tonight. It’s been a long week in some ways. I did put the downtime to some constructive use–my laptop’s hard drive has some extra space it didn’t have before once I started clearing out graphics I no longer liked and deleting duplicate photos. I found some RA-related edits I had completely forgotten I had even done.  It’s sort of like going on a treasure hunt . . .

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I also enjoyed doing more reading and, yes, even some writing, mostly memory pieces about aspects of growing up in the farmhouse. Posted one of them to “Honeysuckle and Sweet Tea” with more to come.  http://angieklong.wordpress.com/2014/02/27/for-so-much-more-than-meals-remembering-that-dining-room-table/?preview=true&preview_id=211&preview_nonce=242168343e

And of course, there is the pleasure of playing with Scarlett Kitten.  Who is currently using me as a cat bed. Should have seen her lolling on her dad earlier tonight, completely winding him around her adorable little paw.  As he says, “she’s a pretty decent cat.” 😉

 

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And yes, I also did this. Shave my legs, that is. Although Stanley Stunning here hasn’t shown up yet, more’s the pity. *sigh*
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Oh, YOU, Mr. Armitage. *thud*

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RA gets thumbs up in Flickfilosopher’s 2014 Film Preview!

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http://www.flickfilosopher.com/2014/01/2014-preview-movies-left-underived.html

(Thanks to Berta Martinez for posting link to the blog on FB)

I don’t know about you, but I do get tired of the seemingly endless output of Hollywood films which are reboots, sequels, cartoon (and not even good cartoons. Come on . . . the Smurfs??) or comic book-related . . . so something a little more original is a welcome thing.

Apparently the folks at Flickfilosopher agree, providing us in the above link with a list of films slated to debut in 2014 that are a bit more original. And guess what is one of their most anticipated? I will give you a hint.

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Yup. “Into the Storm,” formerly known as “Black Sky” aka the lo-o-o-ng-awaited “Tornado Movie” which was greatly delayed when their FX company went belly up and a scramble took place to get the SFX completed.

Here’s what Flicklosopher had to say:

Into the Storm (August 8): Early buzz on this one pegs it as a found-footage(?) Twister writ large, with remarkably realistic FX, or so some early audiences have revealed. Plus, it stars Hobbit It Dwarf Richard Armitage, already well-drooled-over by lovers of Brit TV. He deserves to be a huge Hollywood star, and maybe this will be the flick that does it for him. [IMDb]

I remember reading some of the preview audience members’ reactions, and they did seem pretty positive. And the thought of not having to wait until December to see RA on the big screen again–not the mention the possibility our hero actually survives this one *sniff*–makes me eager to go, well, “into the storm.”

Screenshot courtesy of Todd Garner

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Guyday Friday: Anachronistic never looked so good.

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OK, so the sleek and slinky black leather togs sported by our favorite henchman weren’t exactly historically accurate. Are we really going to complain about it?

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Because Guy + Black Leather = Mmmm, mmmm good.

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And he knows it, too, the rascal. 😉

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Of course, he also looks mighty fine underneath all that buttery soft black leather . . .

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Happy Guyday Friday!

Whoa, what a man Wednesday: Part Deux!

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Got soaked today and almost froze during my meeting this afternoon. Yes, it is STILL raining, and absolute buckets of it at times. However, the meeting went well and exciting things are being planned for our humane society–and yes, we are on for setting up PayPal with our Humane Society website–more details later. 😀 Plus I got some more good news this afternoon. I am going to be a newspaper columnist again! Hurray! And get paid! Plus I will likely get some stringer jobs along the way and be paid per story. 😀

On the not-so-good side, Benny’s got some sort of bug. He was running a fever of 101 last night, felt better this morning, started going downhill later in afternoon and was running an even higher temp tonight. Aches, pains, congestion, coughing, Improves during day, gets worse as night approaches. May be a form of flu or respiratory virus. Don’t know if I can prod him to go to the doctor’s office or not–it may take a cattle prod!!

‘The Black Stallion.’ Well, two of them, actually.

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I am currently watching a film that I can’t believe I have never watched before, 1979’s The Black Stallion.  Based on the first in a series of children’s books by Walter Farley, it was billed as a children’s/family film, which is not incorrect, but it’s more than that.

I’d call it a romantic film, a sort of love affair that takes place in the 1940s between a young boy who has lost his father in a terrible shipwreck, and a beautiful, wild black stallion. The boy and the horse, which had been captured and stabled on board the ship, are the Dover’s sole survivors.

Stranded on a tiny desert island together, the boy, Alec, determines to make friends with the magnificent, skittish creature he calls “The Black.”

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Alex woos the stallion by talking “horse”  and presenting him with a large shell full of greens. Soon he has the animal eating from his hand and frolicking with him in the surf.

There is very little dialogue in the  island scenes and there doesn’t need to be. The gorgeous cinematography (the film was shot in Sardinia, Canada and at Cinecitta in Rome), the minimalist score, and fine acting by both Kelly Reno as Alec and, yes, that lovely and spirited equine, speaks for itself.

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Alec and The Black are eventually rescued by some fishermen and returned to his hometown, where he and The Black are celebrated as local heroes. The stallion is frightened by garbage collectors one morning and dashes out of the fenced-in backyard, leading Alec on a not-so-merry chase.

As a result, the boy meets a former horse trainer, played by Mickey Rooney, who has taken the wandering stallion into his own stable. You know where the movie is going from here–a fast horse, a trainer looking for a comeback and a little boy with a lot of spunk. It makes the ride no less enjoyable.  Good performances all ’round, including Rooney, who has been known to ham it up a bit too much for my personal taste.

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Kelly Reno in an autographed photo. Images courtesy of Bing.com

Watching this beautiful, proud, regal animal rearing up, tossing his flowing mane and stamping his feet, sniffing and snorting–well, it led me to think of someone else . . . can you guess who?

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GIFS-click on the pretty henchman.

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Oh, those manly sniffs!

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My internet was down for several hours so I am behind in responding to comments. Time for me to take a walk, pick up the mail, and come back and wash this dirty mane of mine. Meeting with my writing partner tomorrow afternoon; hopefully having lunch with hubby beforehand.  Reading up on Children’s Literature for Dummies on my Kindle along with Heyer’s These Old Shades, a bargain e-book. See you later!

I really miss these two.

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It’s Miss You Monday, and I miss the witty banter between Ros and Lucas, their knowledge colleagues are OK, and the way those two had each other’s backs. Along with the way they rocked the leather jackets and jeans and boots. And they were clearly not teenyboppers or callow twenty-somethings who seemed to still need their spook training wheels but real grownups. I felt a little bit more safe with Ros and Lucas on the case. Yeah, they were fictional spies, and not even for my own country. But still.

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Eupeptic Armitage: TAE Word for the Day

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Eupeptic: (adjective) of good digestion; producting or relating to good digestion. Cheerfu, happyl; having a cheerful manner or disposition. Origin: from the Greek eupeptos

I unfortunately have acid reflux disease and have to take medication for it daily. Makes my tummy much happier, more eupeptic, you might say.

I try to be a eupeptic individual in the sense of how I conduct myself each day, to look at life seeing “the glass half full” and the positive side of things.

I think it’s safe to say that Harry Kennedy, that sunny-natured accountant with the sweetest smile that Richard brings to life in The Vicar of Dibley, is a man with a eupeptic nature.

And just think: Mr. A has said that the character most like him happens to be the delightfully eupeptic Harry Jasper Kennedy.  *sigh*

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Two for Teusday: Portah & Lucas!

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Lucas, the cerebral, enigmatic, cool-as-a-cucumber spy and Portah, the tough-as-nails SAS soldier with the tender side. Dedicated heroes and alpha males who are also sexy as hell.  And So Not Dead! What’s not to love here?

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