"In New York he was visiting his friend Zachary Quinto, who acted alongside him in “Star Trek,” seeing some movies, going to some museums and trying to keep a low profile. He is currently unattached, and is gearing up for his next batch of work. One question that has excited “Star Trek” fans is whether his character, who all but stole the last film, will appear in the next one. There is certainly that possibility: He ended the film frozen in a pod and stored away in space.* (“That was a stupid thing to do,” Cumberbatch said, referring to Starfleet Command. “They should have just blown me up.”) He pulled a cap over his head and prepared again to withstand the public. He says he has a way of negotiating big-city crowds: “If you pick a point far behind them they perceive you as not seeing them, and you’re the obstacle they have to get around.” For a moment, he sounded positively Sherlockian. “There is a way of just shadowing through,” he continued. “The higher the walls, the more dark the windows, the bigger the sunglasses — the more people are going to look. The greatest disguise is learning how to be invisible in plain sight.”
The last paragraph of a NYT Magazine Men's Fashion section article on actor Benedict Cumberbatch titled The Case of the Accidental Superstar (*spoiler)
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One of the worst problems I am having in my neighborhood is the infestation of celebrity douche bags who want to live in Brownstone Brooklyn because it is "cool."
It was bad enough when Heath Ledger would get wasted in the local bars and puke on the sidewalk in front of the store but at least he had the decency to OD in Manhattan. Now you can't swing a dead cat without hitting a celebrity. Fuckin' Beyoncé loves a pizza shop on Henry St and is always sending her Mom out to pick up pies. Artie Bucco from the Sopranos is always walking up and down Court St talking on his Bluetooth like a crazy person. He has taken to wearing huge glasses and a cap as thought you wouldn't know who he is when he should realize nobody gives a shit. The absolute worse was when Captain Picard was pontificating in front of the line at the pharmacy while buying Viagra. (Hey he was buying it not me let's get that straight...err ....make that clear)
Why can't they stay in Manhattan or LA or some shit like that there. Jeeez.
I shouldn't this Cumberbitch guy be living in Oakland and whipping Crack or something?
I thought that was why he won all those awards?
“Why does anyone want to know my opinions?” he asked. “I’m not interested in reading my opinions.”
Hope he remembers that as time goes on.
By the way, why is it that England produces better actors than America?
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