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This is. I still can't really even about this? But yeah. Okay. This will be massively disjointed, I should point out, because that's the only way I can think about it coherently. This is basically because every time I've thought about how to write this down it's started out making sense and just descended into my flailing at the nearest object and going HIS FAAAAAACE~ (or sometimes: HIS FUCKING FAAAAAACE~). So, um, I apologise in advance?

So the play finishes and I go outside the Donmar (where it was quite cold, really) despite the fact that the cessation of the constant state of anxiety I'd been in since I bought the ticket had resulted in my legs turning to the approximate consistency of jelly. I feel a bit awkward hanging about so I ring my Mum (despite low phone battery) to have a little flail about how great the play was and how perfect Tobias is etc etc.

Whilst I'm on the phone Mark Gatiss comes bounding out of the Donmar and off down the street. Not long after him comes Mackenzie Crook and then Aimee-Ffion Edwards, who head off in different directions. Then I see a whole bunch of folk coming down the stairs inside and assume that Tobias is amongst them (and I assume this, sad to say, mostly because I'm fairly certain I've spotted his ridiculous gangly legs) so I say goodbye to Mum and take to pacing about outside in an effort to contain the nervous energy.

I espy him at last, through the glass doors, and the first thing I think is: FUCK YOU SIR because he's wearing a trilby. The bastard. (Who wears hats?! I later opined to a friend. Uh, you? was the answer. *cough*) Wearing a trilby and with his jacket slung over his shoulder and the bastard just looked smooth and cool and, yeah, I could see how this was the guy who reportedly split up Kristin Scott-Thomas' marriage.

I digress.

I was across the road (where I'd been doing a passable impersonation of "someone who is waiting for a lift or something" whilst more of the cast poured out onto the street speaking to people who were obviously friends who'd come along to see the play) at that point so I moved over again, still pacing a bit, and could see Tobias signing something for someone inside. Shit, I thought, I should've stayed inside where it's significantly warmer. At this point I was still thinking I'd get him to sign my program or something so I had my program clutched a bit to my chest and pen tucked up my sleeve because that's how I roll, yo.

(Though, in all honesty, I wasn't sure what I was even going to say to him because I was still uncertain about whether or not I'd be able to beat my own anxiety enough to speak to him.)

Tobias finally comes outside and through some surge of energy I didn't even know I possessed I sort of maybe leap towards him? A little bit? (I should point, I did meet his eyes first, so it wasn't like a total surprise attack.)

A, slightly paraphrased, vague transcript of events )

In conclusion: TOBIAS JUST STOP HOW ARE YOU EVEN REAL I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT AND YOU WERE WEARING A HAT AND, as I said to my mother on the phone, HE COULDN'T BE MORE PERFECT FOR ME IF HE TRIED THE BASTARD.

I am ruined. Because this is the saddest thing of them all: before he was a face on a TV screen that I adored. Now he is a face that I have spoken to and that has seen my face and he is a real person that I am apparently starting to develop actual real person feelings for which are just so very unhealthy.

Actually, yes, I forgot to mention. I sort of booked it along the street, in what I thought was the opposite direction to Tobias & Co, because of reasons. By the time I got to the street corner I'd given in and pulled my phone out to call Mum, all aflail, and I looked over my shoulder to see them walking along not that far behind me, which made me turn blindly back in Covent Garden direction when it would've been better (I discovered the next day) to move towards Leicester Square, and it was this whole flaily mess of an extended thing.

And thus ends the tale of How Jen Had A Conversation With Tobias Menzies Which, On Reflection, Contained More Flirting Than She Realised. And, hey, those of you who're going to see the play? If you happen to see Messr. Menzies tell him I say hello. :D

Tomorrow, in a flocked entry because it involves Real!Jen, I will tell the story of How Jen Volunteered For a BBC TV Show And Might End Up On TV.
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TODAY I AM GOING TO LONDON

TO SEE TOBIAS IN A PLAY

I AM POSSIBLY TOO EXCITED ABOUT THIS

ALSO SLIGHTLY NERVOUS

WHICH IS WEIRD

BECAUSE NORMALLY I'M NOT NERVOUS ABOUT STUFF LIKE THIS

REGARDLESS

COMING YOUR WAY LONDON
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Because, okay, I really cannot stop thinking about it basically and I've watched it, idk, 6 or 7 times now? So here is the breakdown analysis that I keyboard smashed at dearest Loz in a massive DW comment.

Usual meta stuff applies: this is just my opinion and stuff and as terrifyingly good as I appear to be at figuring out what Tobias Menzies is doing with his acting I'm not actually him and can't truly speak to what his motivations are.

(But I think I'm pretty fucking close, all the same. :D)

Under a cut to avoid spoils for 1x06.

BASICALLY I HAVE LOT OF FEELS OKAY? )

It's amazing. I just. Tobias and Sam are so brilliant. There's so many layers in the scene. I mean, most of that hideous flailing up there came from the first viewing (where I was literally chin handing in my astonishment) and some of the closeness of it came from the repeated viewings.

In conclusion, folk that didn't watch Eternal Law: go look at these gifs and then go and race through the episodes so you can actually see the scene in action. Because the evens I cannot are incapable of being textually rendered.

ETA: I've got a million fic ideas (lies, it's much less than that) but the one I'm choosing to work on next is karaoke themed. I have chosen the best song for Tom. No-one will ever convince me that it is not the song he sings every time the office drags the angel lawyers to a party. Every. Time. (Amongst other ideas: a 40s thing that, if I say so myself, is going to be amazing. A story where Richard doesn't have the best of days post 1x06. A Mrs S. smackdown on Richard after his appalling behaviour towards her. A 5+1 I've been working on since the start of the show which accidentally turned into the story of how Richard Pembroke Came To Be.)
jennova: Jason Lee as Brodie, smiling. (Default)
JEN CAN'T COME TO THE JOURNAL RIGHT BECAUSE ETERNAL LAW HAS KILLED HER

KILLED HER WITH ~FEELS

I CAN'T EVEN

I CAN'T SEEM TO MAKE CAPSLOCK GO OFF WHAT IS THIS I CAN'T EVEN

THAT EPISODE CONTAINED ONE OF THE GREATEST SCENES I HAVE SEEN IN MY LIFE AND I JUST

TOBIAS MENZIES WHAT ARE YOU HOW ARE YOU REAL

AND SAM WEST DON'T THINK I'VE FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU

AND YOU UKWELI ROACH CAN STAY FOREVER

AND ORLA BRADY I WANT YOU TO BE MINE

AND HATTIE OH HATTIE EVERYTHING IS SO CONFUSING FOR YOU AND I LOVE YOUR FACE

BASICALLY IT BOILS DOWN TO THIS:

RICHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD

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