He was so sweet when he took this, saying to the girl who’s camera they used, “now, you need to share this with all of them.” She did. Cumberbatch fans are the best.
Benedict’s signature group shot - TIFF 2013
Nothing like bunny love! Especially when it comes in the form of a heart-shaped patch of fur on his back!
Buffy Summers saved a lot of lives. And, through her, Joss Whedon saved me. When I went through dark times in my life, Buffy was there. I could find strength in her. This girl who, like me, always felt like an outsider and wanted so desperately to just fit in. I spent a lot of my earlier years as the target of bullies. I was pushed, kicked, punched, teased and generally made miserable on a daily basis. It almost made it impossible to go on, and a huge part of me wanted to completely give up on life. I lost all will to fight back. I came scarily close to losing it all. And then came Buffy Summers. This strong girl who, despite being small and different could, and did, fight back. Every demon that Buffy battled - in my own way, I had fought similar demons. Hers came from a Hellmouth. Mine came from High School. Same difference. And Joss didn’t stop with Buffy. Through other shows like Angel, Firefly and Dollhouse, Joss kept producing these characters that were always faced with unbeatable odds and innumerable enemies. They were constantly caught in seemingly hopeless situations. Yet they fought, and they pushed on. And for the most part, they beat the bad guys. So I took my cue from them. I learned to be strong. Not physically. I didn’t train in some crazy movie montage-like moment and then go to school and wipe the floor with my bullies. No, I became stronger where it mattered most - in my faith in myself and in the knowledge that I did not deserve what had happened to me and that I no longer had to be anyone’s victim. Giving up was not an option. I learned to stand up for myself. I stopped letting people walk all over me. And I learned to love myself and to love life again. There will always be bad days, and there will always be struggles, but thanks to Joss (and thanks to TV on DVD) there will also always be Buffy. I know that I will constantly have a place to draw strength from when I need it. And I will keep pushing through.
When I heard Joss Whedon was coming to town to premiere his wonderful film, “Much Ado About Nothing” (which I had the pleasure of viewing yesterday) , I knew I had to make some attempt to meet him and thank him in person. I waited about 7 hours, shivering outside the theatre in the rain, hoping for one small moment to see and speak to this man who made such a difference in my life. He almost got in his car after the movie and left without stopping. I have no idea what made him get back out of that car, but I am thankful for it. He came straight to me, and I was lucky enough to get an autograph and a picture with him. However, I suddenly got shy and lost the words “thank you” when he was in front of me. Thank goodness I had made a sign that said them for me. I don’t think he will ever know what that one small moment meant to me, but I cannot thank him enough for it.
I have no way of knowing if Joss will ever read these words. If he will ever know just how much of an impact he and his writing has had on people. It is possible (I suppose), with the internet nowadays, that maybe he will see this. All it takes it the right person to read it and share it. But even if he doesn’t see this, I needed to say it.
So here it is - all those things I wanted to say in person this weekend, but then suddenly lost the words: thank you, Joss Whedon. Thank you for Buffy. Thank you for all of the wonderful characters that followed her. Thank you for showing me that anyone can be strong and that we do not have to be victims. Thank you for giving me a reason to want to stand up and fight back. Thank you for making me want to go on when I wasn’t sure I could. Thank you, Joss Whedon, for saving my life.