i swear to god if scotland vote in favour of independance and we dont build a giant wall like the one in game of thrones ill be so disappointed
Tumblr user machotrouts — who is himself in favor of independence — decided to ask 655 Grindr users their thoughts on Scotland’s big vote. Of those that responded, 114 said they weren’t in favor of breaking away from England, while 110 said they were. “So there you have it,” he writes. “When only decisive opinions are taken into account, Grindr votes NO to independence, with a 54-46% split.”
That’s almost exactly how Scotland actually voted!
Sherlock star Martin Freeman says he is relieved his Shakespearean debut as Richard III is coming to an end, and praises the ‘exemplary’ fans who came to see him
Man, I bet!
Good on him for standing up for the fans and calling out the lazy media trope of “screaming fangirls” ruining “real” culture.
I hope he gets to sleep for a month, now.
Sod lazy journalism with using young theatre attendees as easy targets. Just increases the snobbery surrounding theatre.
After last year’s successful birthday project (See the video & Andrew’s reply to it), it seemed like a fun idea to all come together again and do something for Andrew’s upcoming birthday. This year the project exists out of 2 parts. A video and charity donations. For the full project click here. To know more about the donations, keep on reading.
Knowing Andrew Scott cares about charity a lot, it seems appropriate to donate to a good cause as a gift from us, to him. I set up a just giving page supporting a charity called Shape Arts. Here’s what they do:
Shape develops opportunities for disabled artists; They train cultural institutions to be more open to disabled people, and we run participatory arts and development programs. Here you can see a series of films which were made last year, showing the creative journeys of some of the artists they have supported and worked with. You can find more info on their website. Or you can have a look at their news page, to see what wonderful work they’ve been doing.
Any amount is welcome. Small, big, anything.
Shape is currently participating in a matched giving initiative from Arts Council England (ACE) called Catalyst Arts. Until June 2015, for every £1.50 we raise ACE will donate an additional £1.00, so your donations will go even further in supporting the work of Shape!
Or send your money via paypall to email@example.com, I will add the money sent through paypall to the “raised offline” donations and once we reach the deadline, I’ll add all of them to the actual donations. Do sent me a message / email if you’ve donated to my paypall, so I can confirm I received your money well.
The deadline for both donations and video submissions is October 10!
Scotties unite, spread the word and if you’re able to, please consider donating!
Mark Gatiss in his natural habitat - churches and graveyards
sometimes tumblr’s US-centric social justice makes me so fucking frustrated. Right now sweden’s third biggest party are literally neo-nazis and our elections couldn’t even get onto trending tags today, goddamit.
Okay, so the…
This insidious right-wing creep in Europe needs to stop. From violent neo-nazi parties like Jobbik (Hungary’s third largest party!) to racist old white men in UKIP, none of these parties are harmless.
Richard III set.
I can’t remember 100% detail of looks. Poor my brain.
An Attempt to Eff the Ineffable - Transcript of “Knock, knock. Who’s There? Benedict Cumberbatch.” from BBC comedy sketch show “Lewis Macleod is Not Himself ” S1E01 (x)
It does a great job with imitating Benedict’s and Martin’s voice and delivery - and its observations are hilariously absurd yet not untrue at the same time.
“Ricky Gervais”: [as David Brent] Morning, Tim! Tim Bowler, Timbory-Tim, Timbory, Tim, Timbory Tim, Timboree! What are you doing?
“Martin”: Oh, er, you know, I’m just, you know, er … gazing despairingly at the camera like a perplexed hamster, as is my duty as the put-upon everyman character.
“Ricky Gervais”: Well, well, you know, just to whisper in your shell-like [?] *laughs raucously* - the new guy starts today. I said you could show him the ropes.
“Martin”: Fine, er … when’s he coming?
“Benedict”: [Sherlock voice] I’ve been observing you from the reception area for the last half an hour. That is to say, I’m already here. Don’t feel bad for not noticing me sooner. When I stand very still and don’t speak, I can easily be mistaken for an incredibly ornate and attractive hat stand. The kind you find in an antique shop that doesn’t have any price tags. Don’t touch - you can’t afford. Hello.
“Martin”: Good … er … yeah, good gracious. Erm, what are you?
“Benedict”: My name is long and ridiculous, like my face. They call me Benedict Cumberbatch.
*fairy tale harp chords* [medieval choral chant] Ben-ne-dict Cum-ber-baaatch!
“Benedict”: Don’t worry, that always happens.
“Martin”: Uh, OK, right, yeah. Um, OK, well, so, let’s give you the tour. Well, we’ve got, you know, the photocopier here …
“Benedict”: Pish, posh, and Duchy biscuits. You don’t think I actually care about your tedious office, do you?
“Martin”: Well, no, but I sort of imagined you’re here because -
“Benedict”: Oh, you beautifully obtuse little turnip of a man. I’m here because after Sherlock and the Hobbit, I’m now contractually obliged to appear in everything you ever do, shall do, have done, have so much as considered doing – don’t you understand, we go together like bangers and mash, like cream tea and scones, like a put-upon everyman character actor and a big posh flamboyant manic pixie dream boy with cheekbones you could balance a BAFTA on.
Is it a man? Is it several hyper-intelligent cats sitting on one another’s shoulders wearing a latex man-suit? Or is it an incredibly sexy horse that’s learned to walk on its hind legs and talk very very very fast?
“Martin”: Um … sorry, could you repeat all that please?
“Benedict”: No time, get down with me beneath this desk.
“Martin”: Why? Is there someone going to try to kill us or something? Or …
“Benedict”: [dramatic low voice] No, we just need to get uncomfortably close to one other and gaze homoerotically into each other’s eyes. Can you feel the tension? Can you? Can you … do you want to give me a little kiss? Oh you mustn’t - I’m an alabaster Adonis, don’t touch me!
“Martin”: Um, yeah, OK. Erm, bit weird, er … but still, less annoying than that Gervais guy. Erm, look, erm … how much longer is this going to go on for?
“Benedict”: For the rest of your life.
“Benedict”: Now, if you don’t mind, I have to exit dramatically through a window or something, for no reason other than it looks fantastic. Goodbye for now, put-upon everyman character actor. Remember my name.
“Martin”: *sighs* Ahhhh - I’ll never forget you, Bumblebee Cuttlefish!