Vote in the Anglo Fan Favorites: Men of 2012, Hiddleston vs. Cumberbatch
This isn’t going to be an easy battle, especially as Benedict, as of 6/7 is losing. Let us fans show Benedict that not only is he our favourite, but his talent, kindness, and continuing above-and-beyond devotion to exploding our ovaries deserves an apocalyptic amount of votes. Do it for the cheekbones. Do it for the jaguar-trapped-in-a-cello voice, do it for the kaleidoscope eyes and cupid’s bow, do it for the talent and artistry, just vote for Benedict Goddamned Cumberbatch.
ALSO, don’t forget to vote for Martin Freeman for third! [HERE]
When it was Cumberbatch vs. Freeman in the semis, I thought it was punishingly cruel. This is worse. However, here are some logical reasons to Vote Cumberbatch (What? I like logic. A lot. Logical altruism is my philosophical lover, in fact.)
1. Tom Hiddleston may actually know that fans adore him already. I mean: he’s ON twitter. You can’t be on twitter and be that beloved, without knowing it.
2. Sherlock. Frankenstein. War Horse. Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. The Hobbit. Star Trek 2. Parade’s End.
3. My mom spontaneously fangirls him. Which seems unrelated to logic, but follow me: she fangirls Pacino, she fangirls Oldman, and without any prompting from me, beyond introducing her to his work, she fangirls Cumberbatch. You can’t argue with that.
Look, the only way this could be more difficult for me, is if it were Michael Fassbender up against Benedict Cumberbatch, or it were a three-way race. These men are the Olivier, Geilgud and Guinness of my generation.
Hiddleston and Cumberbatch are both self-effacing and adorkable, obscenely talented, thoughtful individuals.
In the end, logic broke down and my gut just said: Cumberbatch.
So go, vote for the man who can make me abandon logic and who turns my mom into a ruthless fangirl.
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Vote in the Anglo Fan Favorites: Men of 2012, Hiddleston vs. Cumberbatch
This isn’t going to be an easy battle, especially as Benedict, as of 6/7 is losing. Let us fans show Benedict that not only is he our favourite, but his talent, kindness, and continuing above-and-beyond devotion to exploding our ovaries deserves an apocalyptic amount of votes. Do it for the cheekbones. Do it for the jaguar-trapped-in-a-cello voice, do it for the kaleidoscope eyes and cupid’s bow, do it for the talent and artistry, just vote for Benedict Goddamned Cumberbatch.
[VOTE HERE]
ALSO, don’t forget to vote for Martin Freeman for third! [HERE]
When it was Cumberbatch vs. Freeman in the semis, I thought it was punishingly cruel. This is worse. However, here are some logical reasons to Vote Cumberbatch (What? I like logic. A lot. Logical altruism is my philosophical lover, in fact.)
1. Tom Hiddleston may actually know that fans adore him already. I mean: he’s ON twitter. You can’t be on twitter and be that beloved, without knowing it.
2. Sherlock. Frankenstein. War Horse. Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. The Hobbit. Star Trek 2. Parade’s End.
3. My mom spontaneously fangirls him. Which seems unrelated to logic, but follow me: she fangirls Pacino, she fangirls Oldman, and without any prompting from me, beyond introducing her to his work, she fangirls Cumberbatch. You can’t argue with that.
Look, the only way this could be more difficult for me, is if it were Michael Fassbender up against Benedict Cumberbatch, or it were a three-way race. These men are the Olivier, Geilgud and Guinness of my generation.
Hiddleston and Cumberbatch are both self-effacing and adorkable, obscenely talented, thoughtful individuals.
In the end, logic broke down and my gut just said: Cumberbatch.
So go, vote for the man who can make me abandon logic and who turns my mom into a ruthless fangirl.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m6qawo6heu1qksijlo1_500.jpg)