is that you can always spare a grin while you’re talking about it.
Some facial expressions of Richard Armitage when he’s being asked about Into the Storm.
Will you see it?
One of the biggest surprises to me about fandom (coming in as an outsider over four years ago now) was the detailed intelligence of people talking knowledgeably and critically about things I’d never thought about. Wow, thinking doesn’t have to be just about serious things? Thinking can be about fun stuff, too?
A great example of a piece that addresses this point is this NPR review of Guardians of the Galaxy. This is what it says about Lee Pace:
What comes through so delightfully is a balance between the weary, sometimes skeptical but deeply affectionate good will of adults who love an enjoyable blockbuster and the campy, self-serious exploration of good and evil that kids can happily bathe in before they start to think of comics as fundamentally a capitalist enterprise. You could see this movie and then have a long debate over exactly what Pace is doing, how in on the joke he is, and how much he knows that intensity-wise, he’s doing Release The Kraken MULTIPLIED by Emperor Palpatine TIMES Loki PLUS everybody who gets a mask pulled off his head at the end of a Scooby-Doo cartoon. It’s not that he’s not doing a real villain, but he’s also doing the villain, the idea of a comic-book villain. While he’s giving it all he’s got when it comes to menace, his delicious super-ferocity is meant to work hand-in-glove with the more obviously comedic stuff that Quill’s team is doing.
So yeah, now I am intrigued. After nine weeks of Halt and Catch Fire, during the last few weeks of which we saw ads for this film several times, dad now wants to see it because of the
fox raccoon character. (Servetus pleads total ignorance of comics, The Avengers, Marvel, and this film. So dad is allowed to like the fox raccoon.) We will probably go on a cheap Tuesday.
Armitage Day is the expression that some of us coined a few years ago for August 22nd, Richard Armitage’s birthday. He’ll be 43! Longer-term fans know the score, but for newbies: there will be various opportunities to leave birthday greetings for Mr. Armitage.
RichardArmitageNet.com has just posted its annual birthday greetings roll — you can leave a message here and it will be forwarded to Armitage’s agents. This is a fun page to read just because it reprises Richard Armitage’s last year and this has been a huge year for him. The different fan greetings are neat to read as well.
The fan forums usually send individual greetings to his agent via a comment thread — I will post those links as I see them.
The spReAd the love folks are running a challenge related to Into the Storm, designed to end on Richard Armitage’s birthday. Please consider participating!
I’ll probably be doing some variation on my annual August 22nd charity comment game. So make sure to visit here on Armitage Day for a chance to donate vicariously to ChildLine.
And, of course, the gift that extends giving even further, a donation to Richard Armitage’s JustGiving charities, is always a great option.
I knew I’d be able to see this when I woke up and I looked at it first thing. Lookin’ good! Here’s to a great day!
Here’s a youtube of it. Thanks, Herba!
Put your pot on the range and light a medium flame underneath. On your cutting board, dice your salt fat meat, whatever it is, and then put it into the pot. While the meat releases its oil, dice your onion. Stir the meat and put the onion on top. Drop in a bay leaf. While the meat browns and the onions reduce, dice your celery. Give the meat and onions a stir and put the celery on top. While the meat, onions, and celery are cooking, slice your carrots very thin. Give the meat, onions, and celery a stir, and put the carrots on top. Open your cans of navy and great northern beans and rinse. Give the meat, onions, celery, and carrots a stir, then put the beans on top. Fill the kettle up with water or chicken broth or both. Reach over to the spice cabinet, and start singing “Are you going to Scarborough Fair?” Pull out parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme and put some of each in the soup. Add some salt. Bring to a boil, then turn the flame down low and simmer until it’s done.
I have modified the recipe in these ways: When I was a grad student, I made it with dried beans I’d soaked the night before. Now I am too lazy. Also, I use minced fresh flat-leaf parsley.
Since she has died, I tried not singing the song, but the soup tastes different without Simon and Garfunkel. Singing it brings tears. But, I think, nothing was special about the soup except the song. And that mom made it. And, I suppose, that she really couldn’t sing.
This week I made the soup and dad smelled it in the afternoon and went out to the pole barn and got into some brandy.
I put it on the table anyway. With crackers. Dad won’t eat a soup that he can’t saturate with crackers.
He came in the house, and sat down at the table, and got up without eating any.
He said to me, “You won’t bring her back by cooking the way she did,” and walked out of the kitchen.
No, I think to myself. There is nothing for this.
“That’s what you said to leather satchel,” t-shirt replied.
MY MUM JUST MET RICHARD ARMITAGE IM SCREAMING pic.twitter.com/oPeugXaiK7
— Frankie (@lMSCAREDSPOCK) July 31, 2014
— Sarah Castell (@SarahReevo) August 1, 2014