Chris Pine out in Verona, Italy on Tuesday (June 24, 2014)

Chris Pine out in Verona, Italy on Tuesday (June 24, 2014)

deansdamnation:

we haven’t fucked yet

whatmakesyoulove:

TOP 10 CATE BLANCHETT PERFORMENCES
1. Blue Jasmin (2014)
2. Notes on a Scandal (2006)
3. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (2008)
4. Heaven (2002)
5. Babel (2006)
6. Elizabeth (1998 \ 2007)
7. The Lord of The Rings (2001-2003)
8. The Aviator (2004)
9. Little Fish (2005)
10.The Gift (2000)

sherhclmes:

BBC Sherlock + (some) significant dates. Based on this timeline.

omg so in real time, his last vow hasn’t happened yet

the-film-talk:

Berlin Film Festival, 2007

the-film-talk:

Berlin Film Festival, 2007

 And then I realised my fury had blinded me. there was a magnificent opportunity here. with stealth, I might secure the prize long-term, forever in my debt. I could gain everything by doing nothing.

cateblanchettgoddess:

Behind the scenes filming “Notes On A Scandal”

cateblanchettgoddess:

Behind the scenes filming “Notes On A Scandal”

jisforjudi:

richard eyre and judi dench arriving at the 2007 bafta after party.  judi should have won for notes on a scandal but this, the oscar and all the other awards went to someone else.

jisforjudi:

richard eyre and judi dench arriving at the 2007 bafta after party.  judi should have won for notes on a scandal but this, the oscar and all the other awards went to someone else.

People like Sheba think that they know what it’s like to be lonely. They cast their minds back to the time they broke up with a boyfriend in 1975 and endured a whole month before meeting someone new. Or the week they spent in a Bavarian steel town when they were fifteen years old, visiting their greasy-haired German pen pal and discovering that her hand-writing was the best thing about her. But about the drip drip of long-haul, no-end-in-sight solitude, they know nothing. They don’t know what it is to construct an entire weekend around a visit to the laundrette. Or to sit in a darkened flat on Halloween night, because you can’t bear to expose your bleak evening to a crowd of jeering trick-or-treaters. Or to have the librarian smile pityingly and say, ‘Goodness, you’re a quick reader!’ when you bring back seven books, read from cover to cover, a week after taking them out. They don’t know what it is to be so chronically untouched that the accidental brush of a bus conductor’s hand on your shoulder sends a jolt of longing straight to your groin. I have sat on park benches and trains and schoolroom chairs, feeling the great store of unused, objectless love sitting in my belly like a stone until I was sure I would cry out and fall, flailing, to the ground.
Notes on a Scandal. (via caveofthehemulen)