An original skeptic
I’ve been a skeptic from the very beginning. At the French Open, he had more interest in his tiny ice cream than the woman seated next to him. All those photos looked like they had a polite disinterest in each other. Like they were on a bad blind date.
Then that first pap outside of the restaurant (Quagalinos? Something like that) he looked less than happy, but I would be unhappy too if I had cameras flashing in my face, so it seemed reasonable he wasn’t happy in the photos. But what seemed strange to me was the pic of S in the car on her phone. It wasn’t through the glass window like the paps had swarmed the car. And it wasn’t through the open door either. The picture is quite clearly taken through a closed door, open window. That seemed more than a bit strange to me. Especially since her near window is rolled up.
When I heard BC was engaged, I thought that seemed to come way out of left field. But it was in the Times, so it couldn’t be a mistake, right?
But wait, engaged to who? A quick Google brought up the Quaglino pics. Her? The French Open woman? The tiny ice cream looked warmer to BC’s attentions than she did. But, again, ‘it was in the papers so it must be true’ (ahem, thanks, Moriarty.) Googling her full name brought up a handful of “articles” including several cringey ‘why Sophie Hunter is amazing’ 'look how accomplished Sophie Hunter is’ 'isn’t Benedict LUCKY to have snagged such a smart, amazing woman?’ I thought that was HELLA strange. Why the fuck would a grown ass woman be getting this teen beat-esque listicle trash? Especially one that’s supposedly a serious avant garde auteur type.
But whatever. I shook my head, let it go and went about my life.
Then their first outing. The SECOND I saw a pic of them together, I knew something was terribly wrong. Benedict did not look happy or in love. At. All. We know how he looks when he’s happy. He radiates joy. There was nothing even close to happiness in those pics.
I guessed it was for publicity. It’s pretty common in show biz. BC had never seemed the type for that sort of thing before, but then I realized it was for the Oscar season. I found out how Harvey Weinstein liked to run an Oscar campaign. I knew then Benedict had little choice. I knew it was bad.
I just didn’t know how bad things were and how terribly, horribly, wretchedly wrong things would become.
She planned this. She manipulated and schemed and plotted this out. Those cringey “articles” went live on the web the SAME DAY the Times printed the engagement announcement. If they were actual journalists digging up who she was, they would not have had those up with all that info on the same day. They were planned and written in advance and scheduled to go live when the announcement did so people would have something to find when they googled her name. It was all her PR. She has put a man through hell for her own profit because of her own selfishness.
So… yeah, I’ve been a skeptic from the very very beginning. And I’m pissed it’s gone on this long.
But I believe Benedict Cumberbatch possesses a singular talent. And despite the literal hell he’s lived in, he has produced excellent work. So I’m still his fan despite everything, including his moronic PR insulting his female fans. Because his work is amazing, I continue to support him and believe in him. It’s as simple as that.