A Little More About the Pinter/Proust Reading

I’ve been talking to Armitage Besotted about the Pinter/Proust reading (which I will henceforth call “the reading”). But first a little background. I’ve gotten to know Armitage Besotted well enough over the last several months that I think we can damn near finish each other’s sentences. But mostly we laugh a lot. I love that! I hope we can keep it up for a long, long time.

So about “the reading,” I was talking to Armitage Besotted about what went down and knowing what I now know of her chutzpah and humor, I believe this account, which I’ve sprinkled with my commentary:

Me: Did you at least get to meet Richard Armitage and talk to him?

Besotted: Hell, yes — I’m the one who got him to come out and greet us! Well, I’m not sure I’m solely responsible, but I’m taking full credit.

Me: ROFLOL!! What?!

Besotted: We were waiting in the lobby afterwards, because someone saw on Twitter (apparently, the source of all authoritative info now) that there was going to be a “reception.” Not quite. The “reception” was an invitation-only thing in a closed-off room for people who put up the money for the play.

Many of the fangirls were ready to give up and go home at that point. Geez, people, you need me to show you how to grow New York balls. I accept this self-appointed role for the fandom going forward, by the way.

Me: Teach me! Teach me! LOL!

Besotted: Let me finish! So I craned my neck to look in the reception room and saw a cocktail-party-like setup. Knowing Armitage hates that kind of crap, I thought to myself, I bet he would rather come out in the lobby and talk to fans if he knew we were here.

So I went back into the theater to see if there was anyone who might have backstage access. I chatted up a woman who was hanging around. I asked her if she would deliver a message to Richard Armitage, and she smiled and said “Yes,” so I said “Would you tell him that there are some fans out front who would love to meet him? 5 minutes. That’s all it will take, and we will not behave like assholes.” She laughed, and I said, “Please repeat that verbatim.”

10 minutes later, he came out!

I had positioned myself right at the door to the party room, so I had first shot at him. He had a bit of an I’m-ready-to-be-assaulted-now flustered look on his face, so I figured “he wants someone to take charge” (everyone does, this is the first lesson in assigning yourself the I’m-in-charge job), so I called out “Mr. Armitage, we would like to meet you over here.” He came over to me and my group.

I shook his hand and said, “Thank you for everything,” and I can’t even tell you what he said. He was in “rope line” mode — eyes darting around, murmuring niceties on auto pilot (“Awww, thank you,” “Oh this is nice,” or whatever), right hand hovering with pen. I wasn’t shoving a camera at him or following the formula, and I swear he was thinking, “Where’s your poster? Where’s your book?” Ha ha ha!

He stayed for 30 or 40 minutes, talked to everyone there and posed for pictures. He was very gracious. (And gorgeous. So gorgeous to look at for 30 minutes. Sigh.)

Notallwhowanderarelost2 reminded me of the best part in her post — there were no paid autograph seekers pushing posters over other peoples’ heads, no professional photographers, no people yelling “Richard! Richard! Look over here!”

Have you seen that 3-minute clip from the LA premiere where he just stands there posing, cycling through his various smiles, while photographers shout, SHOUT directions at him? It makes me cringe. I don’t know how performers resist rolling their eyes at that nonsense, but they have to or there would be pictures out there of them rolling their eyes. (Now that’s a performance.)

There was excited hubub, naturally, but it wasn’t overly loud and everyone behaved nicely. The fans helped each other with moving to the front of the line, taking photos, etc.

I’m proud of us New Yorkers. As promised, we did not behave like assholes, and a good time was had by all.

I wonder how quickly Richard Armitage will become a New Yawker? :D


  1. You two scare me. ;)

  2. ROFLOL! I take that as a compliment, Janine — thanks!

    “Long, long, time,” Frenz? I’m in! Totally.

  3. But of course. :P

  4. Reblogged this on Me + Richard Armitage and commented:
    A comment from Armitagebesotted on her view of Armitage at Pinter/PROUST.

  5. I had been wondering how RA knew that there were people waiting for him – or whether he is already at the point where he *assumes* that, anyway. Good to hear he didn’t. Oh, and fair play to you, Besotted, for taking charge. Can we fly you in to other occasions, too?

  6. LOL! Well done, Girls!
    Thank you for sharing :)

  7. YES! Have passport, will travel!

  8. ‘New York balls’ :-D Love it.
    This is a great account.

  9. I love the stories about “the reading”. It’s like a movie from different angles and it all comes together to one single string. Thank you for sharing – and hi!

  10. @ArmitageBesotted – Whether he was going to come out or not, I give you the credit for expediting the appearance, if not instigating it. So proud of my fellow New Yorker. And for anyone else, take a lesson: it never hurts to ask, to try, to take a chance.

  11. Thank, Perry, but wait a minute. Weren’t you in that party of three that conned its way past clipboard lady for admission to the private party?

  12. Was that a typo? You meant to say “charmed” didn’t you? Clipboard lady had no chance against me. I took a page out of Servetus’s book of lessons and exhibited status. All kidding aside, Di Trevis invited me, but as I thought about it, I wondered if maybe based on the conversation we had while she was on stage and some other things, perhaps she thought I was an investor.

  13. Stick with “conned,” because I was about to cede the field to you for having bigger balls than me. And I was feeling a little jealous about it on Thursday. (Damn, those three trumped me!) Next time, shall we team up?

    We’re all potential investors. We’re middle-aged. We have money.

  14. Not enough money individually, but I was thinking that if Di Trevis and Alastair MacCauley beefed up their talk with some clips from Pinter’s plays and film, they could take it on the lecture circuit and raise some money that way.

  15. Don’t underestimate us. Philippa Langley raised enough money from RA fans to dig up a carpark in England.

  16. This was uproarious and a joy to read! And having met The Besotted myself, am acquainted with her balls – wait, that came out wrong – and in awe of them myself. Well done, you two. :D Thanks for posting!

  17. Aw…I love this post with the fire of 1000 suns! Thanks also for the mention. It was truly a gift of an evening.

  18. Great lesson in nothing ventured and the value of NY- size balls to help that attitude along. An inspiration to us all.

  19. Awe-inspiring indeed!!! Way to take charge Besotted!!!

  20. Thank you. Because of you Richard found that there are situations where it is just a group of good fans who want to say hello, have some things signed and photos taken. He found that he was safe to come out and enjoy himself. So next time he may just think of it himself. It is our job to show him over and over that his fans are good and not crazy people. It might have seemed a bit strange for him to be coming out to all that when none of the other cast members had fans there but he came anyway. He had a choice of course. He could have stayed where he was but that wouldn’t have been in keeping with the Richard we’ve all seen. Thanks for doing all of us proud.

  21. Loved your account! Glad you had fun!

  22. Fangirls (salutation justified here), I’m blushing at the compliments. I announced I would take full credit, and…and…you’re going along! I love this crowd!

  23. […] Armitage Besotted‘s account of the event! You rocked the evening, lady! […]

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