Reading Cumberbatch hate on Tumblr and Twitter…
… those people who post it… well, let’s say… Cumberbatch REALLY IS the thinking woman’s and man’s crumpet…
Look at the man’s fucking ARMS!!!
The Behind The Scenes video is worth watching alone for that scene, extended version from the trailers…
Dear God, his eyes…
Benedict Cumberbatch behind the scenes of Star Trek Into Darkness…
What a beautiful, beautiful man…
People complaining that Benedict looks confused/angry/evil/sad in the shower scene…
Yes. He is acting. His character thinks about boarding the Enterprise, killing the crew, and saving his family.
This is NOT A FUCKING shower gel commercial. Nor is it wanking material in the first place.
Well… but you know what I mean.
Benedict Cumberbatch Deleted Shower Scene From “Star Trek Into Darkness” [x]
SERIOUSLY THIS ISN’T EVEN THAT HOT HE JUST LOOKS CONFUSED
Of course he is confused. And angry. He is acting. It’s not a shower gel commercial. BUT LOOK AT HIS FUCKING PECS!
So am I the only one who looks at that shower scene and just thinks:
It looks like he’s really uncomfortably/awkwardly trying not to get water in his eyes/mouth.
People are seeing “angry” or “evil” or “sexy” but all I see is “awkward actor trying to squint away the water until the director yells cut.”
…can I still be part of the club?
You’re one of those people who just WANT to see the awkward in everything this man does. Because it makes you feel better. It’s so annoying.
Excuse me, but was the shower so cold?
Look at his nipples.
Arousal could be another explanation…
Maybe it’s because English is not my first language so I don’t get how offensive some words are, but I think “Cumberbitch” is a clever and humorous name. Remember that one comment, which upset Cumberbatch so much that he remembered it so well? (“The talentless wooden acting of arse-named,…
You got everything wrong actually.
I‘ve never seen water dripping off a human body as attractively as in this scene. Look at those perfect cascades flowing down his forehead and those perfect pecs… it’s like his body was made of steal or porcelain, as if it was perfectly smooth and even… Even his skin is pure acting genius.
Also, he’s crying laser beams.
Dear Lord in heaven, this man is art.
by Greg Eno
First, if Benedict Cumberbatch existed in a different era, we wouldn’t know him as Benedict Cumberbatch.
He’d be Peter Lawford, or Gary Cooper, or Cary Grant.
Any Hollywood producer or press agent worth his salt would never let Cumberbatch, yet another British invader who is captivating female Americans, keep his given name. At the very least, the movie folks would have Cumberbatch use his two middle names—-Timothy Carlton—-as they Frankensteined another star.
Timothy Carlton—-now THAT’S a movie star’s name, right?
But this is a different time. Actors don’t use stage names so much anymore. Even if you’re Benedict Cumberbatch, which actually sounds like a villain from a Dickens Christmas novel.
No matter what you call him—-and his overwhelmingly female fans (notably my wife and daughter) have a boatload of cutesy nicknames for him—-Cumberbatch will likely be known as something else before long: one of the world’s greatest actors.
I’ve given Johnny Depp that honor, and I am sticking to that. But Cumberbatch, currently wowing moviegoers in Star Trek: Into Darkness, will at the very least be known as one of the 21st century’s greatest movie villains, should he pursue those roles.
This isn’t to say that Cumberbatch only plays bad, good. His turn as BBC’s Sherlock is proof of that.
Cumberbatch is 36 (he turns 37 in July). There’s no telling where he can go from here.
Benedict Cumberbatch
He has the good looks, number one—-albeit decidedly British in nature, with the high cheekbones and the tall, gangly flair. He’s got the thinness of Cary Grant, the hair of a young Michael Caine, the legs of John Cleese and the eyes of, well, he may be the first one to have eyes like that.
Cumberbatch’s eyes are almost another actor within the actor. I’m male and even I acknowledge that one can get lost in Benedict’s eyes like a waywardchild in a forest. The eyes can be cold and calculating. They can be introspective and even vulnerable. What they always are, are engaging.
Cumberbatch, in Star Trek, plays John Harrison, an apparent rogue Starfleet agent who has some sort of vendetta against his former employers. It’s a vendetta he displays with lots and lots of weaponry and ruthlessness.
Harrison is a driven, focused, determined man. Cumberbatch delivers Harrison’s lines with an ample serving of impending doom. With Harrison, the next atrocity is just around the corner, and you’re powerless to stop it.
By the way, there’s irony in the Harrison character, as it pertains to Cumberbatch, because there’s a funny name thing going on with Harrison in Star Trek that I won’t spoil.
Cumberbatch steals the show in Star Trek, and that’s starting to become commonplace for him.
He’d been acting in almost total anonymity in the states until American viewers found him on their BBC America channel of their local cable or satellite provider, playing Arthur Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes, modern style.
As Holmes, Cumberbatch is quirky, gangly again, incredibly smart and completely unaware of his attractiveness. All he wants to do is solve crimes. To do so, it’s almost as if his Sherlock needs to divorce himself from normal human emotion. But yet it’s there, in subtle scenes—-Sherlock’s human side. It’s just not there all that often. More accurately, it’s only there when Cumberbatch wants it to be there.
That’s part of the greatness of Cumberbatch, the actor. All great actors have it—-the ability to call on different emotions, or emotions, period, in order to make any particular scene believable. In Cumberbatch’s case, it’s also his ability to call on lack of emotion—-that cold, calculated stuff—-to stop the audience in their tracks.
In Star Trek, we see a villain who’d just as soon cut out your heart and eat it than crack even a slight grin. John Harrison isn’t one of those bad guys who giggles and smirks and taunts his prey. He’s not the guy who looks like he belongs in a straitjacket. Rather, Cumberbatch’s Harrison has the concentration and focus of a heart surgeon, only he’s not there to fix your ticker, he’s there to suck it up to your throat.
Cumberbatch has lots of stuff in the works. His Wiki page lists four other projects all due out in 2013. I like that. The only thing better, for a moviegoer, than a good actor is a good actor who works a lot. Again, I point to Sir Michael Caine (whose real name is Maurice Joseph Micklewhite, by the way).
Keep your good eye on Benedict Cumberbatch. Lots of the media in the states like to think of him as “that actor with the funny name” (he gets asked about it ad nauseam). But those who have followed his career—-so far it’s mainly been the ladies—-know that this is the next big star in the making.
Soon the men will realize it, too. And the press will have a lot more to talk about than Cumberbatch’s name.
There’ll be his legacy, for one.What a lovely post! The Cumbercollective appreciates it!
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Oh my God, you mean mean thing, I’m crying now.
Benedict Cumberbatch doing a brilliant Harrison Ford impression on Jimmy Fallon after telling the story about how he told Ford that he was fantasizing about him as a kid.. (x)
There should be audio gifs.
Videos. Audio gifs are called videos.
Nope. As you can see, a gif is different from a video with no sound.
Anyway, I love this gif.
(via bowtiesareverycoolbro)
Poll results on trekmovie.com
So not all Trekkers hate Cumberbatch in Star Trek Into Darkness. Nice to know.
