I am an aspiring artist studying at MICA.
I'm a 90's Russian.
This blog consists of much LOTR appreciation, plus Ashes to Ashes, Life on Mars, Elementary, Once Upon a TIme, Doctor Who, Black Books, Sherlock, or just about anything.
After being rejected by Rose, Loki turns to a deadly force for help.
So this is how we lose the earth.” Jake lets out a dry laugh. “A megalomaniac and his army of pepper potts.” “Don’t underestimate the Daleks. Never.” The Doctor states gravely. He has grabbed Rose’s hand. Only she can feel that he is shaking. Like always only she is allowed a glimpse of his weaknesses. “And I don’t think Loki’s come for the Earth.” “Why is he here then?” Jake asks, his eyes tightly fixed on the thousands and thousands of Daleks that darken the sky over London like a swarm. The Doctor doesn’t answer. He can’t bring himself to say the words. But Rose - his brave Rose - can. “He’s here for me…”
The best thing about being Loki is that he is my diametric opposite. Physically, he is a photo negative of who I am. Loki is dark and pale, and I am light and fair. Also spiritually I am not much like him either. Yet I feel an incredible freedom in playing him. He is a combination of mercurial intellectual ability, emotional ambiguity, rakish charm, charisma and provocative wit. He has a wicked inclination to mischief, underneath which is a well of spiritual pain. Both these aspects are central to his depth as a character: his unashamed and perverse delight in creating chaos; and his capacity for raw emotional expression. And – as my American friends tell me – he’s kind of a badass! He’s one of the richest, most rewarding, most fun characters I’ve ever played.