…she dwells without evident compunction in a gaudier fairyland of grander fictions. There’s no panic. No squeak. Just that repulsed expression, as if a foul odor had wafted in and she knew – just knew – that the culprit was CNN. …Sure, every administration indulges in self-serving narratives and laughable spin. But this administration takes both to perverse summits, and Sanders is its mountaineer extraordinaire.
– Frank Bruni, Sarah Huckabee Sanders Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
“Sarah Huckabee Sanders Offers to Lie for Free During Shutdown” – Satire from the Borowitz Report
BREAKING NEWS: Sarah Sanders lied not one - not two - not three - not four - but every time - she opened her mouth… twitter.com/i/web/status/9…—
Ryan Knight 🌊 (@ProudResister) October 30, 2017
Henry Kent’s gallantry in the bedtime scene from Falling is akin to many displays of love on Valentine’s Day. Superficial, but romantic nonetheless.
On Amazon ‘golden eagle’ writes:
I have a difficult time imagining the reticent Foyle voluntarily using the word “ravish”. Henry Kent, on the other hand, proffers the word easily, guilefully.
Another difference between Foyle and Kent — the former wears pj’s to bed.
Michael Kitchen’s pained expression here almost makes me feel sorry for Roman as he eavesdrops on Anna and hears what she really thinks of him. Later, he spitefully repeats her words back to her.
Roman’s behavior is supposed to be that of a man unhinged, yet here we are now with a POTUS who just like Roman makes women’s flesh creep and viciously lashes out at those who speak the truth about him. Unbelievable to see lying and bullying on a par with Henry Kent coming from the POTUS.
(Spot-on commentary from LB in praise of MK’s brilliance.)
I could have used a handyman and/or a tall, sturdy ladder today.
(Location: Menston Library, Yorkshire)
On this final day of National Library Week…
From the Glencoe Public Library blog:
There is a bit of wall in a staff area of the library where librarians for a time posted pictures of their favorite actors. One by one, the handsome men were replaced by beloved dogs, past and present. Eventually, only one man’s picture remained among the pooches. That actor? Michael Kitchen. Interpret this as you will, but it does seem to speak to the appeal of the distinguished Mr. Kitchen.
Another librarian commented on the blog, Read Roger :
…a little while back, I displayed the whole stack of [Foyle’s War] DVDs on the circulation desk. The sign just had an arrow pointing to Michael Kitchen with a note that said, “My new boyfriend.”
You wouldn’t believe the number of patrons who came in and got all gushy.
From the Facebook page of Barnoldwick and Barlickers Then and Now, Michael Kitchen and Penelope Wilton filming Falling on location at Greenberfield Locks:
From Burnley Express:
Actors Penelope Wilton and Michael Kitchen and a film crew arrived in Barnoldswick on Tuesday.
The canalside cottage had already been given a new look for their arrival, with weeds laid down outside to give an unkempt appearance to the property and changes made to rooms inside.
The doors were also removed to make it easier for the camera crews to work and a false window fitted so Michael Kitchen did not hurt himself when asked to put his fist through it as part of the script.
And from an interview with Penelope Wilton in The Stage:
Wilton recalls the hardships she and co-star Michael Kitchen had to endure while filming Falling, Andrew Davies’ adaptation of Elizabeth Jane Howard’s suspense novel.
“Andrew had the idea that it would be better to relocate it to Yorkshire. It looks glorious, I agree, and very autumnal but the weather was freezing. There are some scenes that are a bit too painful to think about – the ones where I’m standing around in light summer clothing, trying not to be seen to shiver. The main locations are around a cottage next to a canal, which looks idyllic, but in reality is was very cold and damp.”
Came across a blog post from 2008 in praise of Foyle’s War and Michael Kitchen with this marvelous comment by “Juliet” underneath:
… I wholeheartedly agree with the consensus on Michael Kitchen. He is quite extraordinarily watchable and has one of those voices which affects places quite far removed from the ears! He was a brilliant Prince-Charles-alike in ‘To Play the King’, but the role which haunts me most was his portrayal of the sinister ‘gardener’ in Andrew Davies’s perfect adaptation of Elizabeth Jane Howard’s ‘Falling’ (with Penelope Wilton, also at her very best) – where he managed to be both deeply menacing and impossibly desirable at the same time. ‘Tour de force’ would not be overstating the case.
If I got to work with Michael Kitchen, I’d want to include his name on my CV, too, but here the end result is rather amusing.
My top 20 Michael Kitchen roles:
11. Henry Kent in Falling (2005)
Creepy character, but except for the last 20 minutes when his true nature is revealed to Daisy, the conman as played by MK is actually quite the charmer and extremely entertaining to watch.
How lovely to see you “active” again! However much you do will be great!
Thank you, anon. Yes, an unplanned spurt of blogging this week, even as KF takes a backseat now to other activities…
Glad Foyle doesn’t smoke. Wonder if MK had anything to do with that decision.
Excerpts from possibly my favorite review of Falling:
With that sweet Bagpuss face, wide-eyed and gently rumpled, Michael Kitchen is so trustworthy I can’t think of another actor who could have made the bad guy conman in Andrew Davies’s adaptation of Elizabeth Jane Howard’s novel Falling anywhere near as compelling.
A forelock-tugger by birth, Kent had been raised in the grounds of a stately home where, as a young gardener, he had his Mellors moments with the daughter of the house and gained access to an impressive library of books, which, in turn, gave him a taste for posh totty and literature, and ideas above his station. The morning after the horny-handed cad had his way with her, Langrish looked like a cat-in-kitten-heels, which meant that Kent was, clearly, also a demon in the sack.
– Kathryn Flett, The Observer
What a great review of Falling, KF. I snorted with laughter when MK’s beautiful face was compared with that battered, old, pink and white striped cat but, on reflection, it’s surprisingly apt.
Thanks so much for pointing this out. The resemblance is uncanny. I’m happy you found the review as well-written and entertaining as I did.