Showing posts with label Michael Sheen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Sheen. Show all posts

Monday, February 17, 2014

BAFTAs 2014

The best & silly things about the BAFTAs this year (if we ignore who won and lost):



#1   Stephen Fry.
#2   Stephen Fry's introduction to Emma Thompson:
"In film, a goddess.  In real life, a stinking piece of offal."

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Puppy Love: Michael Sheen

I have decided to be in love with Michael Sheen this week. For some reason, seeing the fantastic, versatile, fun, adorable actor at the Oscars this year threw me into a fit of rapture and adoration. Almost weeping tears of joy, I exclaimed to my fellow tv watchers "It's Michael Sheen! Michael Sheen! I love him!" None of them cared at all, so in a fit of self-indulgence I am going to celebrate him briefly with this post (I cannot wait to see him in Tron!).

Not only is he super cute, charming, and a beautiful actor but he makes following his career quite an enjoyable romp, going from serious dramatic films to imaginative, scifi films. And he makes all of the random characters majorly attractive.

For example, he rocks the dated hair as suave David Frost in Frost/Nixon:




















He, of course, places Aro in New Moon. Here he is being an awesome dad at the premiere:





















But he has also played Tony Blair in three different films, most notably of course, The Queen:














and the classy (but so passionate) Lucian from Underworld. What a dreamboat!





















And I cannot forget his terrific, flamboyant, snobby, yet tragic Miles from one of my favorite films, Bright Young Things (which I think might warrant its own post one of these days). Here he is with another of my puppy loves, Stephen Campbell Moore (and Fenella Woolgar).

In addition to being all the various sorts of stupendous he is, he is also really really funny. If you love him anywhere near as much as I do, check him out on the Graham Norton Show and fall in love.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Les novelles britanniques

So random but oh so fantastic bits of news for those of you interested in the goings on in the British entertainment world (and yes some of this is so last month, but I've just heard of it):

(1) Michael Sheen is in the much anticipated New Moon. Isn't he just precious!?!



I mean, he already had a few nice roles in, oh, I don't know, Bright Young Things, The Queen, and Frost/Nixon but this will really kick-off his career.

(2) My much beloved Primeval has negotiated itself back to life after an apparently unprecedented routine of corporate acrobatics. We could even go so far as to call it an **anomaly** (Har har har). The powers that be have also taken steps to "ensure that the spectacular special effects that have made Primeval such a huge success will continue throughout the new season." Cuz where would we be without those? Oh time traveling dinosaur show. We love you.

(3) Gavin & Stacey, which has managed to remain frustratingly absent from youtube, has been picked up by ABC. Thank God!

(4) Russell Brand is in love with Katy Perry. They are dating. It is magical.

As someone who in a fit of madness actually read two thirds of Brand's remarkably enjoyable autobiography this summer, this bit of celebrity gossip cannot help but make me go "Awwwwwww." Despite his being blatantly un-PC and vile, the Western mainstream media consumer still seams to adore him--- as if we know that underneath that gruff sex and drug addicted exterior is a just a quirky, talented teddy bear. (To be quite honest, his book does revealing as quite a lot more lucid and sensitive than he may appear.)

If love of a good woman can turn Brand from his nefarious and self-gratifying ways, well then what more evidence do we need that love conquers all and that there just might be hope for the rest of us?

To the happy couple!