Adding to my love of all things British (not that I need any reason to love Britain more than I already do – I’m a self-proclaimed Anglophile), Reid and I went to see “The King’s Speech” last night. Such a brilliant movie with such wonderful acting.
It was so refreshing to see Helena Bonham Carter in a role that didn’t make me think she had escaped from Azkaban. Geoffrey Rush was so endearing. I laughed almost every time he opened his mouth. The way he portrayed the speech therapist, Lionel Logue, made me have a deep respect for that man. His no-nonsense ways were hilarious, but it was his heart that truly captured me.
And of course, there’s the king himself.
I. Love. Colin. Firth.
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He’s brilliant in everything he does. No girl is ever the same after watching him as Mr. Darcy in the BBC’s “Pride & Prejudice.” Well, girls, now he’s been kinged.