The British are coming! The British are coming! No, they aren’t really, we just like the way that sounds. It has a certain declarative happy ending tone to it. But were we to apply it to this post it would have to be geographically correct, like ‘The Scottish are Coming!’ And we don’t mind admitting that this would be altogether an unwelcome sentiment given we are referring to the wholesome-hotness of James McAvoy.
We’ve had a thing for McAvoy for some years now – lost count we have – but our penchant for a taste never wavers. We seldom get to lay our eyes on the yumness that he is, until now.
With his new role in “The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby,” a two-parted film being told from both the male and female perspective, presently filming on location in NYC, we couldn’t help but saunter our skinny ass on over by the set for a peep.
Yes, we are that easy that laying our eyes on gets us close to a happy ending! Sue us.
But we thought our world would end when we learned that, upon arriving to the Chelsea location, we had only just missed an exterior walking scene shoot. Tears gathered and everything!
But lo and behold, a few minutes in and out walks the man as if with a halo above his head and his feet barely touching the ground.
Ok, we may be taking a few liberties there but were we afforded such we’d gladly carry his ass back to his trailer and lay him down ourselves.
Don’t you dare judge us!