What piece of work is this man

It all started just over a year ago, when Melissa turned to me in OAC English and whispered through the hushed darkness,

//Hamlet is soooo your boyfriend!//

She meant it in jest, and I giggled.

But then I took a good look at Hamlet, aka Kenneth Branagh. There was something sort of...sexy...about him. To me, there is good looking, and then there is sexy. Someone could be both, someone could be either.

Ken, while not the best looking bloke out there, still has something about him. He is most definitely sexy, in a "Please read me Shakespearean sonnets while we lie eating bon bons with our naked limbs entwined" kind of way. I swear, as soon as the man starts opens his mouth my panties near hit the floor!

Tonight I watched his version of Frankenstein. It illustrates yet another reason I adore Kenneth Branagh: it was over the top, self indulgent, and yet still sort of good at the same time. It may not be the best movie he's ever made, but it's better than a couple [*coughWILDWILDWESTcough*]. Not to mention he was totally ripped and half naked a lot in this movie. Although I'm still upset that we saw so much of Bobby DeNiro's ass, and not an inch of Ken's.

Another fun aspect was Sir Ian Holm as Frankenstein's father. Oh Ian, how I love you! He once played Frankenstein's monster in a television version of the novel.

Did I mention that Ken was ripped in this movie? Seriously, all of a sudden he was both good looking and sexy. Oooiee! I think it was a combination of the hair, the beard, and the six pack.

*wanders off to cool down...*