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[froodle]

Raise your hand if you spend Thursday night transfixed by the strip of Jamie Bamber's stomach that kept showing under his shirt.

Now, raise it again if you're going to repeat the experiance this Wednesday.

Oh, Jamie Bamber. For you, I totally renounce all other actors.

For the next couple of days, anyway.

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[queenofthorns.livejournal.com]

transfixed by the strip of Jamie Bamber's stomach

What? How? What?

Yours,
QoT

Recent Inductee into the Cult of Jamie Bamber

[froodle]

Went to see him playing Mephistopheles in Faustus in Liverpool. Live. On stage. With actual wanton!Archie posing action. And tummy. Did I mention the tummy? Oh, I did?

Did I mention the slashy? My God, it was slashy. There was slash. And he did this naughty thing with his hips. And lots of draping himself all over Faustus. And the thing. With his hips. And the lighter scene, with the orgasmic breathing.

Oh yeah. It was good.

So I'm going again on Wednesday. Want me to get you a programme?

[ysrith.livejournal.com]

Best moments

Various drapped out over the table scenes

Lucifer literally giving him Faustus "Take this book"

Playing with Faustus's hair, tie and crotch.

The communion scene

His disdain for Faustus' interest in sight-seeing

And that centre stage pose offering himself "Take this book" I was in the second row in the centre and what a view!

Hell yeah that was slashy, but bloody hell what a way to do it!
Mephistopheles corrupting him body and soul!

[froodle]

Ooh, I'd forgotten about the crotch-grabbing scene! *giggles naughtily*

I loved the fight with the Pope, and the eating of the communion wafers like they were popcorn, and... and Lust! Okay, he was only onstage for a few seconds, but SoGoodYes.

The fact that most of Hell seemed to have Scottish accents also made me smile.

[froodle]

Lucifer literally giving him Faustus "Take this book"

Made even funnier by the fact that Lucifer is in fact dressed like a pimp. All he needed was a hat with a big feather in it, and perhaps a pair of those platform shoes with the goldfish inside.

[queenofthorns.livejournal.com]

Went to see him playing Mephistopheles in Faustus in Liverpool. Live. On stage. With actual wanton!Archie posing action. And tummy. Did I mention the tummy? Oh, I did?

GUH!!!! Oh, MY!!

Did I mention the slashy? My God, it was slashy. There was slash. And he did this naughty thing with his hips. And lots of draping himself all over Faustus. And the thing. With his hips. And the lighter scene, with the orgasmic breathing.

“naughty thing with his hips”? = I am DEAD!
“lighter scene … orgasmic breathing”? = I have passed into regions of DEADNESS hitherto unknown to exist …

So I'm going again on Wednesday. Want me to get you a programme?

Awww, you are so sweet, but I’d actually prefer a fuller description of above mentioned scenes. And pictures if you’ve got ‘em …

[froodle]

He does the Naughty Hip Thing (hereafter refered to as NHT, because I am lazy) at several points during the play, but it's most noticable during the scene where Faustus is invisable and he bitchslaps the Pope. It's hard to describe without making him sound like Elvis or John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever, but he sort of... goes up to all the little priest guys that are serving the Pope and walks backwards in front of them while wiggling his hips in this indescribably pervy way, and all the time he has this cheeky Archielike grin on his face and... and it's just SoGood, I'm totally not doing it justice.

The lighter scene comes much earlier, during the scene where Faustus is signing the contract to give his soul to Lucifer, and it has to be written in blood. He cuts himself, but the blood won't flow and Faustus is all, "Ooooooh this seems foreboding... maybe making a deal with the Devil isn't such a good idea after all...", and Mephistopheles says that he'll fetch some fire to get Faustus's blood flowing again, (I'm not entirely sure how that works, but meh, I've never written a contract in blood or deliberatly set fire to myself, so what do I know?) and he whips out a lighter and presses it to Faustus' forearm, and he's standing behind Faustus and is draped over him with his arms across his shoulders, and the skin starts to sizzle and they're both panting in this really obscene way and at that point I bit my finger to stifle any Fangirlish sounds that might escape.

[queenofthorns.livejournal.com]

I think all I have to say to this beautifully detailed, evocative and descriptive report is *gulp* It sounds lovely and you are a lucky, lucky woman ;)

[commodorified.livejournal.com]

Hello I Have A Soul I Am Not Using ...

[froodle]

Ooooh, major icon-love here. Heh. Major. Geddit? God, I should punch myself in the face sometimes...

You want me to get you a programme? Send me your address to snufkin_owns_you@yahoo.co.uk. I can almost guarentee I'm not a crazy stalker. Too lazy, you see.

[commodorified.livejournal.com]

*snrch*

I thought it was a cute line, no punching. I mean, like I have a leg to stand on...

Address sent! Also, drool a bit extra for me...

[froodle]

There shall be a veritable orgy of drooling.

Mmm, orgy.

[commodorified.livejournal.com]

Satanic Orgies. YES.

Hey, if you do the pub thing after and get to schmooze, wanna find out if the flowers the crumpeteers sent ever showed?

[froodle]

Well, I would, but I have a history of doing Really Stupid Things when I meet hot famous people. Forgetting how to spell my name, for example. Or breathe. But I shall do my socially-incompetent best.