The head-turning Game of Thrones actress Gwendoline Christie is a towering 6ft 3in tall and admits she often felt she couldn’t relate to women on the big screen because of her Amazonian frame, but is now relishing the opportunity to play a tough, fierce warrior in the medieval fantasy drama.
She said: “It’s really vitally important to me the way women are portrayed. As someone who has always felt at times pretty genderless because of my size, it interests me to challenge ideas of prejudice and femininity, and what it is to be a woman.”
The towering actress reveals that she had numerous setbacks in her career before landing a prized role as Brienne of Tarth in the hit show, adding: “I found it so frustrating, particularly at the beginning, because I would be told, ‘Sorry love, you’re too tall.’ At one stage I was like, ‘I’ll give this another six months and if this persists, ‘I’ll become a nun.’ “
For her role as warrior Brienne, Gwendoline trained how to fight with swords and ride horses and says it’s “empowering” to know she can “break a man’s nose with my elbow.”
"I do all my own stunts and come away with bruises and scratches. After one scene I was absolutely covered in bruises all down one leg and up one arm. But it’s worth it. It’s quite fun. I enjoy knocking around with the boys."
I cannot get enough of this woman. She deserves all the awards.
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this is the kind of betrayal you have to be prepared for in the big bad world, kid
hey so here’s something you shouldn’t say to someone who has just lost their dog:
"and when you’re ready you can get a puppy!"
ok, you obviously have no fucking clue how much Colonel meant to me, and you don’t understand who he was. How on earth is the thought of just replacing him supposed to make me feel better? If you knew Colonel you would know that there is no replacing him, there will never be a another dog like him, no other dog will ever mean as much to me. There were so many things I loved about him that no other dog that I met ever did. He was so unique, so special, and so important to me. I lost him a day ago. Don’t you dare try to comfort me by telling me I can just get a new dog. There will never be another Colonel, and that thought tears me apart. My heart aches. I miss him more than anyone can understand. I was supposed to have him in my life for at least 6 more years. His sickness was sudden, and progressed very quickly. No warning, nothing we could do about it. It wasn’t fair and I’m extremely pissed off at the universe for taking him away from me like that.
I want him back