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How an iPhone Audition Got Benedict Cumberbatch into the ‘Star Trek’ Sequel

No, Benedict Cumberbatch is not going to tell us anything juicy about the top-secret role he’s been filming in the coming sequel to “Star Trek,” the next adventure of the starship Enterprise crew from the director J. J. Abrams.

To make up for this lack of candor, Mr. Cumberbatch, the British actor and“Sherlock” star who is the subject of a profile in this weekend’s Arts & Leisure section, will instead share the story of how he landed the mystery role via an audition he recorded for Mr. Abrams on an iPhone.

We’ll let Mr. Cumberbatch, who spoke from his temporary home in Venice, Calif., take it from here:

I got a call before Christmas Eve saying that they’re very interested in you playing the not-so-good guy in the next “Star Trek” film. Can you get yourself on tape? So I rang some friends of mine – and when I say friends, I mean the top casting directors in England who were all on holiday because we observe this little Judeo-Christian cult holiday called Christmas. Whereas, you know, some kids in this part of town, [circles his hands to indicate Los Angeles]with their Crackberrys, don’t. And the demands were coming in so fast, I was like, This is terrifying. And by the 27th, people were knocking on the door, literally, and saying I’ve got to put myself on tape.

I was down in Gloucestershire with some friends, who turned out to be useless. I won’t mention their names, they’re quite well known friends, a director and a very brilliant actress. Bless them, they were busy with his kid. I then went down to London and begged my best friend there, Adam Ackland. He’s always been there to put out the fire. And he said, “Let’s do it.” My Flip wasn’t working, I couldn’t get any kind of recording device. I said, I’m going to do it on my iPhone. It’s high quality, it’s HD. It will be fine.

And so I ended up squatting in their kitchen, at about 11 o’clock at night. I was pretty strung out, so that went into the performance. And his wife, Alice, bless her, with two children asleep – they’ve got enough on their plate without this actor in a crisis in their kitchen — and she’s balancing two chairs to get the right angle on me and desk lamps bouncing light off bits of paper, just trying desperately to make it look half-decent. Because it’s going to go into J.J. Abrams’ iPad. So we did it, and then it took a day and a half to compress it. I sent it to him, and then I got told, “J.J.’s on holiday.”

I was furious. And then I heard on the day after New Year’s Day – we had an amazing first showing for [the British season premiere of] “Sherlock,” and then he just sent me an email, going, “You want to come and play?” I said, What does this mean? Are you in town, you want to go for a drink? I’m English, you’ve got to be really straight with me on this. Have I got the part?

Indeed, he did.

Loving this photoshoot! Finally some new pics. :D

Okay Ben you have to STOP NOW because you are HURTING ME

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dreamparticles:

pernillo:

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The Sherlock Fandom

the accuracy of this post is rather frightening 

We’re all mad here

yyyyyep pretty much

sobbing

The most accurate post in the fandom

• Tumblr:Mofftiss, be warned. You have declared war upon the Wholockians.
• Mofftiss:This is not war. This is trolling!
• Tumblr:We have five million fans. How many are you?
• Mofftiss:Two.
• Tumblr:You would destroy the fandom with two writers?
• Mofftiss:We would destroy the fandom with one writer! You are superior in only one respect.
• Tumblr:What is that?
• Mofftiss:You are better at crying.

bakerstreetboyfriends:

kirsten-johnlock:

dederants:

mycroft:

djpilapitiya:

Defensively Heterosexual John Watson  (Part 2)

Oh, Mrs. Hudson…

This one’s even better than the first one

But I didn’t say I’m not bisexual. DYING.

sherlockismyholmesboi:

welcometogeektown:

cumberbang:

mycroft:

omg but what if s3 opens up and they just show john sitting in his chair from october-december like in new moon

#I AM LAUGHING #about three things i was absolutely positive #first…

winterinthetardis:

I’m going to assume that they aren’t allowed to bring their ~*~special powers~*~ into arena unless they physically have that power (i.e. no wands, but you can’t stop Cas from being an Angel). I’m also assuming that they wouldn’t just be like FUQ DA POLIZ and storm the Capital because with these group of people, if Katniss can start a revolution, then all of these people together can take over the universe. 

• People who die immediately (and most likely repeatedly): Rory
• People who would would mostly likely refuse to actively kill, would only kill in self-defense and probably die a very sad and heart-wrenching Rue-style death: Rose, Donna, Martha, Neville
• People who hate themselves and feel like they deserve death after everything they’ve done sacrifice themselves to save others: Eleven, Snape, Castiel
• People who will end up dying saving the ones they love: Sam, Dean, John, Harry, River, Amy, Lestrade
• People who accidentally die from stupidity: Ron, Peeta, Draco

I think in the end, cleverness will win out over everything and it will come down to The Master, Sherlock, Mycroft, Moriarty, Hermione and Katniss. The Master and Moriarty will form an alliance and take out Hermione, Katniss and Mycroft.

Just when you think its just the Master and Moriarty versus Sherlock, Eleven will show up. Because The Doctor would never give up in a universe in which the Master and Moriarty could be winners, so he tricks the system and fakes his own death in order to trick everyone else.

The Master and Moriarty versus The Doctor and Sherlock.  Sherlock and the Doctor trap the Master and Moriarty on the edge of a cliff, and demand that they give up - they’ve won. But the Doctor and Sherlock have underestimated the two; Moriarty tells Sherlock that he’d be happy to die, knowing that Sherlock and the Doctor would be forced to live on, with the deaths of all of their loved ones on their own hands (Bittersweet, isn’t it, Sherlock? A pyrrhic victory, if you will. You finally caught me, won this and now what? Back to the side of the Angels? Oh, but where’s John?) He’d then take his own life, gun-in-mouth, quick-and-dirty, knowing that the Master would use that chance to take out the Doctor and Sherlock. Of course they’d have planned for something like this.

But the Doctor knows the Master, has always known him, and he stops him - but something goes wrong. The Master gets hurt. The Doctor holds onto him, begging him to regenerate but the Master refuses him (Look at that. I win.) and dies in his arms. Pyrrhic victory indeed.

Last two, the Doctor and Sherlock. The universe needs the Doctor, Sherlock knows. He’s too important, too vital to the survival of so many people. Sherlock already has so much blood on his hands; Mycroft is gone, Lestrade is dead, John is-

(How will he ever be able to look Mrs. Hudson in the eyes?)

But it’s logic, Sherlock knows. Cut and dry. Fact. The Doctor is more important than Sherlock. Sherlock is expendable - the Doctor is not. But the Doctor is the Doctor and Sherlock knows that he would never accept his importance, would never let Sherlock die, not if there’s something that the Doctor feels like he can do to stop it. But Sherlock’s examined every possibility and he knows - there’s no escape. No nightlock, no tricking the system, no happily ever after (not for him, at least).

The Doctor rattles on, spouting hopeless ideas and useless plans. Sherlock is quiet. Mid-ramble about how they could possibly create some sort of pulley-system using thin, flexible branches to create a crack in the outer shell wall and wouldn’t everything just be so much easier if they just let him keep his bloody sonic, Sherlock knocks the Doctor out. Knowing he won’t have long, Sherlock unwraps his scarf and leaves it on the ground next to the Doctor (That’s what people do, right? They leave a note?) and he stands on the edge of the cliff. As the Doctor regains consciousness, he shakes his head, hears Sherlock’s soft “Goodbye, Doctor” and looks up to see Sherlock fall.

The Doctor wins.

But not really.

jamanddogtags:

cumberqueen:

prettybluescarf:

queen-cry-baby:

karlimeaghan:

The BBC should just make this their new motto.

I like this.

What other reasons do you need?

PERFECT

Yes, The best reason!

doctorsleuth:

The story begins, as I know you want more

With a story, not borey, of a man and a war.

A man and a war and a limp and a cane –

A good man, a doctor, John Watson in name!

Waking now from the war that waged on in his head

He sighed in the dark, and he rolled out of bed

the-improbable-truth:

reichenfeels:

its-an-ear-hat-john:

#THE SOUNDS I JUST MADE WERE NOT HUMAN #ASDFGHJKL; 

YES

HOLY FUCK. HOLY SHIT. HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS RIGHT IN THIS WORLD.

HELL YES.