- Question: What would you do if you could hang out with Sherlock for the day? (or something like that)
- Benedict: Answers questions, finishes with "I hope I'd be good enough to be his Watson.
- Audience: Awwwww
- Benedict: ...
- Me: Oh fucking fuck people are going to start shipping Benedict and Sherlock oh god Benedict what have you started.
In the initial take of the scene, though, Freeman seems to be under no real pressure. It’s a straight-forward and solid reading of a potentially emotional scene and, if you didn’t know better, you’d think it was just fine. After a brief conversation with “Fargo” series creator Noah Hawley, Freeman settles in and although his scene partner delivers a performance that’s nearly identical to the first take, Freeman’s reading is now completely different. It’s not just that the emotion has been dialed up, though. Emphasis has been put on a different assortment of words and without changing a breath of the dialogue, Freeman has shifted the heft of the scene. The camera and lighting set-ups change and, again, Freeman’s co-star remains consistent—and really good, don’t get me wrong—but Freeman again steps up the emotion and punches a different assortment of words, highlighting a different potential meaning … this is what the “Office” veteran does. He starts off with the basics, but builds with each take and tries to give directors as many choices as possible, tries to give himself as many choices as possible. After watching many actors on many sets, I can assure you that this isn’t the case with everybody. Freeman is notable both for how responsive he is to direction, but also for the variations he imposes on himself.
What of it, if some old hunks of a sea-captain orders me to get a broom and sweep down the decks? What does that indignity amount to, weighed, I mean, in the scales of the New Testament? Do you think the archangel Gabriel thinks anything less of me, because I promptly and respectfully obey that old hunks in that particular instance? Who ain’t a slave? Tell me that. Well, then, however they may thump and punch me about, I have the satisfaction of knowing that it is all right; that everybody else is one way or other served in much the same way—either in a physical or metaphysical point of view, that is; and so the universal thump is passed round, and all hands should rub each other’s shoulder-blades, and be content.
Herman Melville, Moby Dick (1851).
The inspiration for Bob Dylan’s You’ve Gotta Serve Somebody (1979)? Just my guess.
November Coconut Macaroon—NoCo for short. ; )
look out world, july cinnabon flavored coffee chillatta is on his way
june matzoh ball soup
February Kiss… damn. That’s actually not bad.
May Ferro Rocher
Well, it’s a male prostitute so…
July Blueberry Greek Yogurt
I wouldn’t be very rich with that name. Maybe July Rice
January breakfast taco
March Stelline. Everyone always thinks I’m Italian or something.
August Lemon Truffle… *wince*
(srsly, kudos to the implications of ‘September Dick’ up there)
January Super Noodles (Beefy)