Ever watch a movie a million times and then the millionth-and-first time you catch a moment you’ve forgotten entirely? That was me this morning with this bit.
I mean, I just did a whole post about all the body shaming in this movie and I missed this whole scene.
And that totally slender-to-average body up there talking about how fat and Pavarotti-esque she is? Totally padded. You. To look exactly like Pavarotti.
“Oh, and I wore a fat suit for Love Actually - and I knew just how to play that part [of a wife who has stumbled across evidence of what might be her husband’s infidelity], I’ve had so much bloody practice at crying in a bedroom and then having to go out and be cheerful, gathering up the pieces of my heart and putting them in a drawer.”
Just in case you can’t tell, Emma Thompson is the one on the left.
So we have Emma Thompson, all around badass, and we have her talking negatively about how fat she feels, comparing herself unfavorably to Pavarotti (who, like, come on—what did he ever do to you but enchant your ears and heart?!) and then staying with her garbage husband?
And yes—she does.
@JPerlstrom they stay together but home isn't as happy as it once was.— emma freud (@emmafreud) December 13, 2015
That’s why I now vastly prefer the headcanons you presented yesterday, most especially this one from EskarinaSmith:
Emma Thompson can ditch Bad Alan Rickman and go comfort the tall broad shouldered Widower Neeson. (Let’s ignore the Claudia Schiffer thing.)
And this one from Keh_Squared:
In a world where Sarah (Laura Linney) doesn’t get a robot version of herself to answer her phone, I ship Karen (Emma Thompson) and Hot Karl. Get it, girl!
YES. BOTH YES.
25 Days of Love Actually Archive:
Day 17 (there was no Day 17 because of snow reasons or something)
Day 18: Part 2