Hot take for those of you just joining on the gay café™ discourse.
Yes there should absolutely be non-alcholic spaces for underage lgbt people and those who choose not to drink. This should also include poor lgbt persons and lgbt persons of color which means this business shouldn’t be in a gentrified area and it shouldn’t charge 5 dollars for a cup of bean water with organic non-gmo coconut milk and Arabian sugar.
The above can be true without painting gay bars as pervasive sex dungeons full of leather and without denying the history surrounding gay bars as it relates to gay culture and the aids crisis. Gay bars are a dying breed. We need more not less of them if we want to keep our history alive. But we could also use other places like bookshops and cafés that sell lgbt literature and merchandise.
20 things you can expect as a traditional (2D) animation student that they never tell you:
you will love your rough drawings more than your clean
if you don’t flip your drawings your teachers will know. oh they will know.
you will draw an insane amount of detail at first in hopes to impress your teachers. don’t. they’ll get you to inbetween that shit and it’s not fun. trust me, there’s a reason successful cartoon shows have nice, simple, clean designs.
line weight is hella important. as is colour theory.
storyboarding is not easy. it’s actually in demand rn because of how time consuming/difficult it is. lots of fun though especially if you’re a creative person.
the animator’s survival kit is your bible. doesn’t matter that thing weighs as much as a small child. take that shit with you everywhere. it is now your baby.
glen keane is considered a deity amongst animators.
your teachers will likely look hella young but irl be much much older. this seems to be a side effect of working in kid’s shows for over 10 years. it is a good thing.
every animator knows the impending dread of deadlines. yes, this includes your teachers. it is likely many of them will be working at studios/their own projects the same time as teaching. that is why they are immortal and their wisdom incomparable.
speaking of deadlines, say goodbye to a regular sleeping pattern and balanced lifestyle
if your wrist starts to ache like a bitch then start drawing more with your shoulder. loosey goosey baby. loosey goosey.
life drawing is essential. don’t skip that shit. anatomy is important. even if your character has six arms and five eyes you still need to be able to make them move.
you are regarded as a dying breed amongst the 3d kids. that’s ok. give them a pencil and paper and ask them to animate a 4 legged walk cycle traditionally. see what happens.
however if you’re anything like me, maya will look like a foreign language to you.
srsly wtf is maya? what sacrifice to the animation gods must i make to understand this program?
watching your favourite cartoons and animated movies regularly is important not only to motivate but is essential bonding time with your classmates. only now everyone wants to talk about how beautiful the backgrounds in steven universe are as well as cry over the character designs.
perspective is hard. period.
there is always that one kid in class who’s already done their 10,000 drawings and are untouchable. those are the ones to sit near in the hopes you can try and get some of that raw talent to rub off onto you.
coffee/energy drinks/sugar will rise to the top of your already crumbling food pyramid.
you improve lots. and some days something will just click and all of a sudden you’re firing out 40 frames an hour.
and finally no. 21 the most important thing of all: bring a blanket and something squishy to sleep on and leave them at school. there will be emergency nap times. sometimes weekly. sometimes daily.
“From the proletarians nothing is to be feared. Left to themselves, they will continue from generation to generation and from century to century, working, breeding, and dying, not only without any impulse to rebel, but without the power of grasping that the world could be other than it is.” - George Orwell
I killed him hard. Pulled out his heart, showed it to him, and he was like, ‘Nice.’
If I ever get your stinky mug in my line of sight, I swear to ｃｈｅｋｈｏｖ I’ll cock your clock off.
I’m a survivor. We’re a dying breed.
(Xavier breaks through the window of the U.S. Army base.) Soldier: Welcome to the US Army, how can I help you? Xavier: I need some of that disease you guys invented. Soldier: Crack? Xavier: The other one. Solider: AIDS? Xavier: That’s the spice.
Xavier: I believe that we are all one. By helping this tiny mosquito, in a way, I’m helping your mother. Townie: (outraged) He’s comparing the universal oneness of all life to your mama! (The townies attack Xavier.)
Date a girl who is the last of a dying breed, you’ll write your names in the wet concrete, you wonder if her therapist knows everything about you, you’re here in search of her glory, there have been a million before you. Date a girl who’s just the last of the real ones.
Target - definitely full of chaotic energy, but it’s a fairly benign and even benevolent energy. You’ll leave with a sense of satisfaction whether you purchased something or not. As a current employee I can attest that the veil between worlds is as thin as tissue paper in the back room–whatever’s following you around out on the sales floor, it was probably lurking in the back room for a while first.
Marshall’s and TJ Maxx - I’m grouping these two together because I’m entirely certain they’re the same store with different branding, the way Zeus and Jupiter are two names for the same god. The energy exuded by these establishments is incredibly dark and extremely chaotic, and nowhere is it more clearly reflected than in the merchandise. I’ve never entered a Marshall’s or a TJM where the merchandise was shelved and stocked in a way that would be pleasing to the customer’s eye–in fact it feels as though the displays are deliberately made to look sloppy and unappealing. These stores claim to carry designer brands at affordable prices, but have you ever actually recognized any brands they carry? If any stores were going to be run the fae, it would be these two.
Macy’s and JC Penney - Similar to Marshall’s and TJ Maxx, but much less dark and chaotic. This is not to say that they’re benevolent–on the contrary, they’re like the island of the lotus eaters in that you’ll be lured further and further into the store, browsing clothing racks and sampling perfumes and trying out cosmetics until you realize with shock that hours have passed. Enter with and do not wander into any other sections except the one you came to search.
Old Navy - actually pretty neutral energy, and even leaning slightly towards good ever since they got rid of those fucking mannequins (you know the ones I’m talking about). It’s the only store that I personally have been able to find plus size clothes that actually look good on me. However the store aesthetic is “warehouse where the mafia stores their contraband,” so that’s something.
Forever 21 - chaotic and pure evil, but if you’re not buying clothes it’s pretty cute.
Walmart - I’ve been to Walmart once. I think the “People” part of “People of Walmart” is supposed to be a very dark joke.
Duane Reade/Walgreens - these actually are the same store, except DR only exists in New York City. The energy here is quite frustrated, as if it knows it has so much more to offer than the average store size will allow. However, despite the frustration, it’s full of benevolent energy. It’s here to please. The presence of a pharmacy helps offset a lot of the negativity and awfulness that would fester here otherwise.
Barnes and Noble - benevolent and loving. A store that delivered wonder and joy to children, entertainment and enlightenment to all. I bought my first tarot deck at a Barnes and Noble, as well as the first book to truly change my life. A dying breed whose inevitable passing will be the truest tragedy of our time
1. Dragon kid finds a recent orphan and doesn’t tell her he’s actually a river who steals (and probably murders) for his boss who has a gay twin. The orphan girl’s parents are literally pigs but she saves everyone by growing some balls, walking into hell, and coming out with a new hairband and a new grandma.
Some dumbass fucks with a powerful being and is cursed to die painfully but instead of help him and replenish their dying breed his family kicks him out. He tries to be a hero but is torn between three assholes who would rather die than compromise. He falls for a knife wielding maniac and they carry around a gods head to prevent one of the assholes from having it until the god takes it back.
Midget girl and her folks are afraid of a cat. She is saved by an invalid who falls for her.
A kids dad died in a hurricane and now he’s determined to do the same. A girl falls from the sky and he thinks it’s a good idea to get tangled up with her even as he keeps getting shot at. Pirates end up being the good guys in comparison to the goddamn government who want to kill the girl and take her necklace. They all end up on a floating island which technically belongs to the girl and the head of the government whose apparently a king by blood. They blow up the floating island so he can’t have it.
Children hallucinate a creature and vanish periodically trying to find it. Their lax father thinks he’s crazy. He’s right.
A young foster child hallucinates meeting her grandmother as a child in the harbor town where she grew up. She learns that she’s being a selfish bitch by blaming her family for leaving her when in reality they all just died. Plus her foster mom loves her more than they did so twice shame on her.
After being a coward during the war a man literally turns into a pig. He lives his life on a private island saving people and making money off it. When his plane gets busted up by a goddamn flying cowboy he meets a young girl who insists at being shot at while she finishes fixing his plane. She yells at pirates to make them good people again and her kiss magically turns him back into a human. He also gets a hot Italian widower as a wife.
A wizard guy who honestly eats pretty girl’s hearts helps a not so pretty girl out of danger. He flies off to his walking castle but a fat witch assumes the ugly girl is with him so she curses the girl to be old. The now old lady finds his castle some goddamn way, gets inside, befriends an orphan and a fire demon, and spends a lot of time doing woman work: cleaning, cooking, laundry, and taking care of a man during his constant exenstial crises. Eventually her love for him makes her young again. Mostly. He flies off to be in a war to protect her but she protects herself and still he almost dies. They realize the fire is his heart and do a lot of stupid shit to it before putting it back in his chest. A decent prince falls for her but instead when the wizard wakes up she makes out with him. They live happily ever after with the orphan in their flying castle.
Request Post #52, #4: some guys and girls go into one of those
theme-park haunted houses with the fog machines and the narrow hallways
and the shitty rubber decorations… but it’s not dudes in costumes
following your group, it’s actual monsters trying to split you up and
get you alone so they can impregnate you all. a monster that puts its
baby in you will leave you alone, but the others won’t. how many
monstrous babies are you going to end up waddling out of the exit with?
this carnival is super lame,” Dan complained as he and three of his
friends surveyed the rickety rides and games. “I can’t believe we
actually paid for this!”
“Shut up, Dan.” Megan rolled her eyes.
“We wanted a break from studying for finals, and this was way less
expensive than the movies.”
“I do kind of feel like I’m in an episode of ‘Scooby Doo’, though,” Cindy admitted.
only one who really seemed excited was Paul. “This is classic
Americana, you guys,” he enthused. “Places like this one are a dying
breed. We should make the most of this experience while we can!”
“Dude, I think these rides might collapse in a strong wind. I don’t want to die tonight, so I’m not risking it.”
“The games are probably all rigged, too.”
looked around desperately for something redeeming. “Ooh! I love haunted
houses! If you guys go in there with me, we can leave afterwards.
Paul was a master of the kicked puppy look, and as poor college students, they couldn’t afford to go anywhere else that night.
“It can’t be worse that organic chemistry,” Cindy agreed with a shrug.
huge,” Megan observed, impressed despite herself. The haunted house wad
indeed much larger than any of the other “attractions.” It also seemed
“'Guaranteed to fill you to the max with
horror,’” Dan read the sign by the entrance aloud. “Yeah right. It’s
always shots of air and guys in dumb masks jumping out at you.” Paul
turned the pout up a notch. “But, I’ll suffer through it for Paul–if he
proof reads my history term paper.”
As they passed
through the door, Cindy glimpsed another sign. “Entry is taken as
agreement to absolve the owners of any consequences incurred within.”
first room was a hall of mirrors, and they stumbled around trying to
find the path through. By the time they realized the mirrors could move
and were secret doors, they had all been separated from one another.
Cindy found herself in a room that resembled a misty forest. A
full moon was painted on the ceiling in glow-in-the-dark paint. She
jumped as there was a howl right behind her. The petite woman whirled
around to see a slavering werewolf.
“You got me!” She giggled. “That costume is something else. You guys sure didn’t cheap out on makeup.”
The werewolf prowled forward, backing her into a corner.
enough. Let me go.” It didn’t. It pinned her to the wall, one clawed
hand at her throat, the other lifting her short skirt. “Hey!” she
shrieked. “I’m gonna report this!”
She was lifted up the walk by
her neck and suddenly had barely enough air for breathing, let alone
further protest. She squealed as she felt her panties torn away and a
long, thick member force itself inside her. The beast humped her
rapidly, licking the side of her face. It was only when a large knot
locked her to her rapist that Cindy realized it wasn’t just a costume.
The monster came for what felt like forever, then it pulled free,
dropped her, and disappeared.
Cindy was still trying to catch her breath when she felt a strange pressure in her abdomen.
What’s going on?” Her belly was steadily pushing outward. She
desperately pushed back with both hands, but it did no good. The growth
continued until her previously flat tummy resembled a large beach ball.
Worst of all she could feel squirming within, and far too much for a
single infant. She whimpered but pulled herself slowly to her feet and
waddled to a door across the room. She had to find her friends and get
out of here!
Dan found himself in a mad scientist’s laboratory, complete
with surprisingly realistic body parts laid out on a metal table. There
was a second table fitted with restraints, but it was empty.
Dan was struck on the head from behind and blacked out. When he awoke,
he was strapped down on the second table. A leering man in a lab coat
was peering down at him.
“You’re a perfect specimen for my experiment,” the man declared.
“Very funny,” Dan spat angrily. “You could have given me a concussion, asshole! Let me up.”
man ignored him, instead fiddling with a mechanical panel of some kind.
“My creature needs a host within which to develop, and you’ll do
There was a flash of light, and the body parts were
suddenly gone. After another flash, Dan cried out in pain and fear as
his stomach was suddenly bulging with something the size of another
person shifting under his straining skin. The doctor laughed and
disappeared into the shadows, the straps releasing on their own.
Dan struggled upright. He shuffled slowly toward a door at the end if the room, weighed down by his heavy gut.
Megan wandered through a space made to resemble a cemetery,
searching for an exit. She thought she heard the sound of flapping
wings, but when she looked, there was a pale man in a cape. He smiled at
her, fangs easily visible.
“You want to please me, don’t you, Megan?” he asked, and his eyes seemed to glow.
wanted to say “no” and demand to know how this guy knew her name, but
instead, she found herself saying, “Yes, I am your willing servant.”
“Remove your clothes, let me see you.”
wanted to run, but her body stripped as requested. It was like a
strange dream after the that. The vampire had sex with her, her body
participating enthusiastically as she screamed on the inside.
vampire withdrew and patted her belly as is rounded to look like she was
nine months pregnant. “One should do,” the vampire mused. “I can’t be
greedy when you have the whole house to explore and I have you friends
still to meet.”
He transformed into a bat and flew away. Megan was
only in control of herself again after he had gone. She rubbed her
tender belly as something kicked from inside. Just what the hell was
Paul wandered along the edge of a swampy pool. He rubbed his
arms in the chilly mist that seemed to be blowing in off the water. It
was almost like he was really outside!
He tripped as his ankle caught on something. It turned out to be the grip of a slimy swamp monster.
“Cool costume,” Paul told the creature. “How’d you manage the slime? Is it gelatin?”
The creature dragged Paul toward it at the same time as it blanketed his legs and began fumbling with his fly.
are you- Whoa!” In the time it took Paul to speak, the creature had
begun slipping inside his pants and subsequently inside Paul. The young
man could only moan as his abdomen distended around it’s new sloshy
The haunted house lived up to it’s warning, as by the time
the coeds found one another and staggered outside, each was stuffed near
to bursting with all manner of creatures. Their life-packed bellies
practically dragged along the ground, skin drum tight, heaving in all
directions as the monstrous spawn tussled within.
“Great idea, Paul,” Dan fumed. “Could this stupid night get any worse?”
gasped and they all turned to the tiny girl whose face was barely
visible over the gargantuan orb of her engorged womb. “I think my water
“You’re going to regret that. You shattered my shakashuri.”
“I’m a survivor. We’re a dying breed.”
“Powers are for the weak. I have no powers. I mean, unless you count the power to blow minds with my weapons-grade philosophical insights.”
“Look at the two of us. We can be like beauty and the beast. What do you say? Will you be my beast?”
“I killed him hard. Pulled out his heart, showed it to him, and he was like, ‘Nice.’”
“And now, I ramble forth on my endless journey to be the greatest AIDS spreader of all time.”
“One time, I created something called a thurrito. It’s a burrito within a burrito within the heart of that same burrito.”
“They say when you die, you shit your pants. But not me; I’m gonna shit my heart.”
“Good thing I’m a responsible parent. You should try it sometime.”
“The sick bastard smells like my ass.”
“Unload your troubles onto me, even if it’s tough to swallow. I’m used to swallowing huge loads.”
“I’m going to help you, even if it kills us both!”
“I’m going to break you down using Navajo mysticism or Cherokee fisticism!”
“If you smoke and eat bacon fast enough, you can go back in time.”
“Well, if that’s love, then I’d like to make some love to his mouth.”
“I know people out there are dreaming for my cleansing rain to rinse away all sufferage.”
“Well, I’m a good farmhand, and I don’t need much. Just five hots. And a cot. And a queen-sized lazy bread bed. And a flatscreen iTV. And a wi-fi hotspot. And a breakfast nook, a sauna, conversation nook, some of them crazy cookies, orange you glad I didn’t say banana?”
“Society’s about to end, girl. And it’s up to us to start repopulating the planet.”
“Someone’s gonna have to mop up all this bootysauce.”
“I’m too unique to pay rent!”
“If I ever get your stinky mug in my line of sight, I swear to Chekhov I’ll cock your clock off.”
“You nap-a, you get slap-a.”
“You’re about as deep as a bowl of soup, and your tongue is about as sharp as a soup spoon.”
“Are you so dumb you even answer rhetorical questions?”
“I, alone, stride along to strive alone to unify all men in the greasy heat of my unifrier.”
“I shall take up your squeegee and squeege all that you have left unsquoged!”
“Can I squirrel it in your terlet?”
“As long as you live under my ballet studio, which I just broke into, you live under my rules!”
“You can kiss and lick and caress and cuddle and swallow my sweet ass goodbye.”
“If this is your idea of a joke, I’d like to be subjected to a tragedy.”
“I’ll help you! I’m a feminist! I’ll make sexism my BITCH!”
“I have some bad news and a snack for you.”
“Mom spelled backwards is wow, and wow spelled backwards is 'Woe is me that I can’t seem to find my mom!’”
“If you’re going to slay an animal, you’d better be prepared to eat the whole thing!”
“I suspect I’m crazy, with a capital and sideways Z that’s also flipped upside-down.”
The votes were counted. I must have gotten around 50 votes so I just want to say thank you to everyone who voted!! It means so much to me that you guys all put in your opinion. I decided that because there was only two votes separating the top two, I’m going to do them both.
Bad Boy x Soul Mate Shawn
I HOPE YOU LOVe it and here’s a little intro to the story, I’m calling it ‘6 minutes left’ and its a prologue of sorts- just so you can get the vibe of where the story is going– TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK !! :)
Synopsis: The year is 3012, It’s basically our world but more modernized, buildings are sleek and grey, mostly made from glass. Humans are controlled heavily by the government who dictate many choices that were once their own decisions.
There was 6 minutes left. 360 seconds until I met him. I had spent my whole 17 years of existence watching the time tick by just for this very moment. The day I would meet my soulmate. The one person determined by the Government Officials who use carefully constructed machines to pick and choose out of the millions of humans to find our perfect match.
It began nearly 378 years ago. The human race was a dying breed as most of our offspring couldn’t handle the changing environment. As our numbers dwindled, our futures looked bleak. Then Samuel Dime created a revolutionary program that saved us all. Soulmates, he called them. Our other half, the yin to our yang. By putting two people together who were ideal for each other in every sense, the children that were being born could stand the diverse climate and atmosphere.
It happens when we are a fetus. Our mother is scanned to produce pages upon pages of all the characteristics we may have. This includes gender, appearance, academic ability, hobbies we may take up and most importantly personality.
The lab directors use this information to send it through the computer system where it will then find another person who will most suitably match for that unborn child. As soon as we are born, a timer is imprinted onto our forearms that will continue to count down until we meet our soulmate.
It may take many years to find our other half yet a countdown has never failed. For 378 years not one match had been a mistake or not worked out perfectly. That was until I met my match, who was the entire opposite of who I was and what I stood for.
For those last 6 minutes before my timer reached zero, I allowed my self to dream that I had been matched with the perfect guy. Someone who would complete me and know how to make me happy. I had never expected that person to be Shawn Mendes. Resident bad boy who couldn’t care less about anyone else besides himself, let alone a soulmate. Surely they had made a mistake.
Can you tell me your top 5 of Benedict's performances? I know it's hard but I'm curious :)
is the most challenging question to ever receive as a Bc fan. The
faves change from day to day, from moment to moment and from gif to
gif (thanks to amazing gifers like @elennemigo, @221bcumberb, @anidoorkitty and @whenisayrunrun ) luckily you have caught me on a
day where I’ve been making clips for a future post and have come down
with a case of CBF! So being in this state of mind, I think it’s a
perfect time to do this list so here it is.
*warning long post*
1. Richard iii
takes us through the rise and fall of Richards thirst for the crown.
From the moment we see young Richard cowering in horror while
watching his brother being murdered, to the minute he decides to kill
the king, not for his family, not for revenge but for his own dream
of sovereignty, and to witnessing Henry Tudor stabbing the last breath
out of Richard and proclaiming the “the dirty dog is dead”.
delivers Richards devilish, smooth talking and deliciously devious
dialogue with such ease that you can’t help but kind of root for
Richard at times because he makes you believe that his Machiavellian
dealings are for the greater good. His bone chilling cradling of his newborn nephew, his
wooing of the widow of the man he killed. Are that of a man who just
wants to be respected, loved and seen for his use rather than be
mocked for his disability that he carries on his back.
talent of tears and rage and downright madness was just PERFECT. I
fell in love with his Richard iii. I felt pity, sadness, attraction
to his wicked determination (as terrible as his deeds were) and most
of all, affection for his deformity that was the catalyst for his
anger and need to prove to the people around him that he could be a
normal man that was capable of being a king. Bc’s Richard iii was the
best possible example of a master class in acting. Proving yet again
that Bc is the best actor of his generation.
greatest disappointment to come out of BBC Sherlock was the reaction
of a group of fans who tried to destroy what MG and SM created
because of a certain expectation they were invested in. Most people
who hated S4 missed out on what the entire point of this version of
Sherlock was about and that was to introduce us to Sherlock Holmes
before he became known as Sherlock Holmes. Bc became a star in 90
minutes and the ACD canon would never be the same again.
starts off as a man with a fortress of coldness who insists he has no
need for friends or relationships, armed with a lifetime of brotherly
advice that caring was not an advantage. But once Dr. John Watson
comes into play we start to see that fortress slowly melt and the
addition of the people who would become his Baker Street family,
Molly Hooper, Mrs. Hudson, Mary Watson and Lestrade, we begin to see
that Sherlock was so full of emotions and the capacity to care, that
he wanted to care, he just didn’t know how to care. Bc’s portrayal of
the world’s only consulting detective was brilliant and beautiful. Bc
help make brainy the new sexy. He also made Sherlock’s drugged out
alter ego, Shezza, look sexy too. Of course it helped that the
writing and the location of this modern day Sherlock were also
brilliant. But looking at those cheekbones and lips carrying a fluffy
head of hair that you wish you could run your fingers through, just
once! That perfect silhouette of a man dressed in the finest suits.
The purple shirt of sexiness, the black suit, the blue shirt of
sexiness!! Ok sorry I got CBF for a second there…
I really meant to say was that Bc’s acting brought new life into this
100 year old literary character and it certainly made me invest my
own feelings into these characters that I wouldn’t have any interest
in. Bc’s Sherlock was rude, cocky, manipulative, arrogant and flawed,
but you loved each of those characteristics because Bc made him
lovable even at Sherlock’s worst, he took you through the whole range
of emotions and that wasn’t just with one series, it frequently meant
each episode! The fact that we got to watch Sherlock grow into a man capable of being a best friend, a kind and caring human being who tried his best to protect his friends, and a man who learned how to forgive and not judge the past mistakes of those around him. Because after all we just might be human. Even Sherlock Holmes. I am forever grateful to the Mofftiss for creating this show and for giving Bc a chance to show the world, what the London stage and various other people in the industry had already saw in him. For me the only Sherlock Holmes is the BBC version that could only have
been pulled off by the talents and efforts of Benedict Cumberbatch.
3. Christopher Tietjens
My first thought is always
I heart Christopher Tietjens, because I really do. He was the last of a dying
breed. He had 2 women who tried to “burst him out of his glass
cabinet” the wife who failed because she didn’t deserve him and the
woman whom he really loved and waited for, the woman HE deserved.
Christopher survived his name being dragged through the mud, a wife
who socially embarrassed not only herself but made him look like a
He survived the war, not because he was lucky, but because he wanted to live to come back to the only woman who loved him and accepted him for going along with the parade. Bc’s
Christopher Tietjens was a stoic beautiful man when he needed to be,
and man enough to cry when the women he loved tugged or
threw daggers at his heart.
I know I overuse the word beautiful when it comes to Bc’s acting but Chrissy was so painfully beautiful that all you wanted to do was give him a hug and take him back to Groby so he could live out the rest of his life as an english country gentleman. Another perfect performance from Benedict!
4. Alan Turing
This should have won Bc’s
his first Oscar. If you want to truly see what Bc’s talent is capable
of you don’t start with Sherlock, you start with this role. Benedict
was able to conjure up the spirit of Alan in this performance that
even Turing’s own family was blown away by his portrayal. Bc’s ability to display the eccentricities of Alan, the deep emotional
bond and love he had for both Christophers and of course Bc’s master
class of acting for easily portraying a genius
mathematician at work.
The tragic ending that
cut Alan’s life short, made us all want to learn more about Turing
and his work. It made us angry at how this man was treated as an
enemy, instead of a war hero who helped saved millions of lives. Bc
reached into our hearts and brains with his charismatic, tragic,
beautiful portrayal of Alan Turing.
5. Doctor Strange
IF ever a role was so
perfectly cast it probably was Benedict as Dr. Stephen Strange. Not
only does he come super close to looking like the comic book hero
that was created over 30 yrs ago, he is able to adopt the persona of
an arrogant and brilliant doctor who gets into a car accident that
cuts his career short and with all hope lost, seeks treatment at a
place that not only gives him the cold hard truth about himself, but
it teaches him that in order to grow and learn he would have to open
his eye to other realities.
Stephen learned that all is not lost and
there are other ways to help people, most of all, to help himself. Bc
is so bloody perfect as Doctor Strange that upon first viewing, I
just sat there and cried. I was so proud of him because even though I
had very limited knowledge about this comic book character, he
convinced me that HE was that superhero that the world needed.
Benedict made it all look effortlessly. The American accent, the
physicality of being Doctor Strange was just AMAZING. Bc has that
ability to make himself into anything that is called for. As someone
once said, young, old, strong, weak, whatever you call for that
character to be, Benedict can play it and play it so well you don’t
even know he’s acting. Not only did it convince us his fan base, but
he basically won over the entire comic book community as well as the
Bc made Doctor Strange into a blockbuster that got
overall positive reviews. That is the power of Benedict’s talent. You
talk about a good script, you can talk about a good director, but
that only goes hand in hand with an actor that can pull it all off and by
god did Bc pull it off!