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Benedict on On Beethoven’s Emperor Suite: “It’s like seeing sunlight play on the deepest part of the ocean, there’s this…beautiful, beautiful synesthetic kind of clarity to it…”
On inaccessibility of classical music: “You feel like you’ve done something worthwhile. You should feel like it’s a treat. You should feel inspired at a recital or a concert. It shouldn’t be about forms or codes of behavior. It should be open. … The lives of these composers scream out to us. And I’m not saying it all has to be chaos; you can sit and be civilized to the people next to you by not talking or eating maybe, because you are there for the same reasons, to listen to music, but the idea that you have to wear certain clothes, that you have to not clap between movements, that’s ridiculous.”
"— http://youtu.be/4aT6T0kTquU (via ladyheliotrope)
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I have a follower!
- My first one! Thank you, ladysmith!
"When asked about his sex appeal, Cumberbatch gets a nervous look on his face. “I look at photographs, the ones that people ask me to sign sometimes, and think, ‘What are people seeing?’ I have had this face for 35 years. I’m never going to change it. But I wouldn’t desire me. I can see beauty in other men. Ryan Gosling? F- – k. George Clooney? Wow. But you can see the enigma in those kind of faces. But I can’t see it in myself at all."
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We love you because of your talent & personality, darling. Your oddly attractive face came second, that’s not to mention your a-jaguar-hiding-in-a-cello voice.
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Because I can’t find all of this collected in one place,
I’m documenting all of the horsing around that went on between Simon Pegg, Chris Pine, Zachary Quinto and Benedict Cumberbatch last night.
All of it collected from Pegg’s and Quinto’s twitters.
A Study in Pink » The Reichenbach Fall
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"John Watson happily has a string of girlfriends. Sex is not really the issue among any of these people. Love is. Infatuation is. I think John Watson is infatuated with and fascinated by Sherlock Holmes. I think Sherlock Holmes absolutely relies completely and utterly on John Watson and is devoted to him."
— Steven Moffat (via chucksandjumpers)
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Okay, this is going to be sappy, so you’ve been warned.
I look at this photograph and I’m reminded that there’s one other thing that makes Benedict stand out among other actors and celebrities of his generation.
There is a fundamental innocence about him.
I don’t mean that in a sexual sense, although for someone who probably has women (certainly female fans) falling at his feet, he strikes me as being remarkably unassuming about his attractiveness. (Even when he’s been photographed with a girlfriend, I’ve never seen him look smug or act like a lady’s man; he just always seems genuinely happy to have this person, whoever it is, at his side).
Here is a man who has grown up around famous names; walked dozens, if not hundreds, of red carpets; been styled and photographed and interviewed countless times. He’s traveled the world, taught English at a Tibetan monastery, been abducted by thugs and lived to tell the tale.
And yet for all that, he’s remarkably guileless and open and decent. Doesn’t he strike you as being such a decent man?
Someone who sees good in most people in spite of having been stuffed into the trunk of a car and not knowing if he’d make it out of there alive.
Someone who, in the commentary for ASiB, could have taken a joke about Lara Pulver’s nudity (a joke that Lara herself started) and run with it, but who chose instead to steer the conversation toward safer ground.
Someone who sincerely wishes a friend well, even when that friend has taken on the same role in a rival production.
I look at this picture and I see all of this. I see the focus, but I also see that remarkable guilelessness, that fundamental innocence and decency, that essential … unspoiledness, if there is such a word.
Yes, that’s it. He’s unspoiled: by fear or trauma, by fame and celebrity. When he sings, “Come with me, and you’ll be/In a world of pure imagination,” you can really see that this could be close to what his inner life is like: that sense of wonder, of gratitude at being alive and being able to do the things he loves.
And I hope that never changes.
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