FassyAssBender

fassbendertheginger:

He is Hollywood’s hottest leading man, with two movies wowing audiences at the Venice Film Festival, and a third opening in Britain tomorrow.

In only three years, Michael Fassbenderhas gone from playing IRA prisonerBobby Sands in Hunger to starring opposite the cream of the world’s young actresses.

He plays alongside Carey Mulligan in Shame and Keira Knightley in A Dangerous Method, both well received at Venice. And in Jane Eyre, which goes on general release tomorrow, he is hero Mr Rochester, with newcomer Mia Wasikowska in the title role.

The 34-year-old Hackney resident is modest about his own charms, but praised his colleagues, acknowledging they are “attractive to the eye”.

Wasikowska, 21 - who starred in Tim Burton’s Alice In Wonderland - was a “chameleon” in her capacity to arrive in a woolly hat and turn into a “goddess” for a publicity shoot, he said.

In A Dangerous Method, Knightley, 26, plays a patient who has sex with - and is spanked by - Fassbender as psychiatrist Carl Jung. She is “super-focused, with a great sense of humour,” the actor said.

Mulligan, 26, who plays sister to Fassbender’s sex-addict businessman in Shame, “gets down to doing the work,” he added. “We have so many interesting actresses in the younger generation and they are starting to get more interesting roles. Keira is the centrepiece in A Dangerous Method. I’m working with wonderful actresses, beautiful actresses.

“But it’s also the directors. I’m very lucky.” Shame, directed by Steve McQueen, andDavid Cronenberg’s A Dangerous Method get their British premieres at next month’sBFI London Film Festival.

Both have provoked comment for their sex scenes.

Fassbender said: “You can take somebody’s head off with a cheesecutter in films but heaven forbid you show a penis on screen. Women have been exploited in cinema: the woman is always naked, the man conveniently has his pants on. This balances it up.”

But the actor - born in Germany and raised in Ireland by his German father and Irish mother - said Jane Eyre remained faithful to its time, with a restrained approach to passion “where even touching a hand was much more of a breach of someone’s space”.

Source: London Evening Standard

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michaelbefassy:

lollsummer69:

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.
To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.
Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

Is it ok that I’m fucking SOBBING

Crying.

Omg :(

My best friend and I bought wigs today and decided to have a little impromptu tranny photo session… It was pretty hilarious.

I’m the one in the pink wig…

michael-fassbender-confessions:

The original confession was:

“I’m very happy Michael is dating Zoe.”

But they split up, so I had to change it, sorry.

I was not…. I didn’t like them together.

THIS

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