Kaiser, a police dog, being saluted as he walks to be laid to rest after being diagnosed with severe kidney disease.
this is the first post to actually make me cry
I may be crying prematurely.
They can’t do what I think they’re doing…
WHAT THE FUXK NO
According to “Joss Whedon: The Biography,” in stores August 1, Hiddleston, who plays antihero Loki in the film, wrote Whedon a heartfelt email after reading Whedon’s draft for the first time.
We’ve published Hiddleston’s letter in full along with Whedon’s response with permission from Chicago Review Press below.
I am so excited I can hardly speak.
The first time I read it I grabbed at it like Charlie Bucket snatching for a golden ticket somewhere behind the chocolate in the wrapper of a Wonka Bar. I didn’t know where to start. Like a classic actor I jumped in looking for LOKI on every page, jumping back and forth, reading words in no particular order, utterances imprinting themselves like flash-cuts of newspaper headlines in my mind: “real menace”; “field of obeisance”; “discontented, nothing is enough”; “his smile is nothing but a glimpse of his skull“; “Puny god” …
… Thank you for writing me my Hans Gruber. But a Hans Gruber with super-magic powers. As played by James Mason … It’s high operatic villainy alongside detached throwaway tongue-in-cheek; plus the “real menace” and his closely guarded suitcase of pain. It’s grand and epic and majestic and poetic and lyrical and wicked and rich and badass and might possibly be the most gloriously fun part I’ve ever stared down the barrel of playing. It is just so juicy.
I love how throughout you continue to put Loki on some kind of pedestal of regal magnificence and then consistently tear him down. He gets battered, punched, blasted, side-swiped, roared at, sent tumbling on his back, and every time he gets back up smiling, wickedly, never for a second losing his eloquence, style, wit, self-aggrandisement or grandeur, and you never send him up or deny him his real intelligence…. That he loves to make an entrance; that he has a taste for the grand gesture, the big speech, the spectacle. I might be biased, but I do feel as though you have written me the coolest part.
… But really I’m just sending you a transatlantic shout-out and fist-bump, things that traditionally British actors probably don’t do. It’s epic.
Whedon wrote back with a simplistic response:
Tom, this is one of those emails you keep forever. Thanks so much. It’s more articulate (and possibly longer) than the script. I couldn’t be more pleased at your reaction, but I’ll also tell you I’m still working on it … Thank you again. I’m so glad you’re pleased. Absurd fun to ensue.
Best, (including uncharacteristic fist bump), joss.
"If today was your last day on earth, what would you do?"
Last week I hosted a fairly modest Bob’s Burgers BBQ/ swim party as a way to bring some good chums together and have an excuse to go crazy with decor. I painted some signs and backdrops, a playlist I compiled of the shows songs played in the background, and I even grilled burger sliders inspired by some of Bob’s recipes and the guy behind “The Bob’s Burgers Experiment” (I actually used the ingredients necessary, my favorite being: parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme for the Charbroil Fair burger!).
My Kuchi-Kopi invitations actually glow in the dark! That’s right!
As a party activity I made a little black book and scribbled “Erotic Friend Fiction” on the cover. The objective: (borrowed from high school English class) was to partake in a collaborative writing assignment which involved passing around the booklet as everyone added a paragraph to the story, making for some very hilarious erotica.
For favors I emblazoned lunch bags with the phallic “fish-rocket” logo from the “Bob Day Afternoon” episode and filled them with “Tina” glasses, a “Gene” kazoo, “Bob’s” mustache, “Linda’s” order pad, a pair of “Louise’s” bunny ears, Bob’s restaurant flyer, and made little “Burger of the Day” chalkboards for the nametags. Lastly, desserts were adorable little burger cupcakes!
I wasn’t able to go as “all out” as I initially wanted (I would have loved to have drawn all of my friends in the BB style), but I think things came together decently and more importantly: everyone enjoyed themselves! I can only hope that it was a party that Bob (or perhaps more so Linda…) would be proud of!