The Mark and Craig show, part three...
Dec. 23rd, 2003 03:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fajrdrakoOn the third day of the "Gathering of the Fellowship" Tolkien convention in Toronto, Mark Ferguson (Gil-Galad) and Craig Parker (Haldir) did a third talk, maybe because the previous two had been so popular, maybe because they just felt like it. They both gave the impression of being delighted to be at the con, happy to meet us, having a great time. I've seldom seen to actors who interacted with fans so well.
The third session was another question-and-answer thing, and the audience wasn't very lively, probably because we'd all been up from midnight to four a.m. watching "The Return of the King" in a Toronto theatre. Mark and Craig had a lot more energy than we did.
They told a silly story by improvising each word in turn - one word each and then back to the other, sometimes trying unsuccessfully to trap the other one into ending or prolonging a sentence, using key words flung out by the audience about a fan who'd come from Perth, Australia to be at the convention. It may have been a girl we were talking to at registration, who had a wonderful leaf of Lorien tattooed on her arm. Our friend who had come from Yorkshire grumbled that they Australians had pre-empted her as the people who had come furthest.
At some point during their talk a young child - about a eighteen months old, I'd guess - started to cry. His father was carrying him out, but paused, I supposed, in the hope of hearing one more thing that Craig and Mark were saying, and they started to talk to the kid - waving to him, saying hello - until the little boy waved back with the stiff-fingered wave of the very young. Charmed just like the rest of us were.
The third session was another question-and-answer thing, and the audience wasn't very lively, probably because we'd all been up from midnight to four a.m. watching "The Return of the King" in a Toronto theatre. Mark and Craig had a lot more energy than we did.
They told a silly story by improvising each word in turn - one word each and then back to the other, sometimes trying unsuccessfully to trap the other one into ending or prolonging a sentence, using key words flung out by the audience about a fan who'd come from Perth, Australia to be at the convention. It may have been a girl we were talking to at registration, who had a wonderful leaf of Lorien tattooed on her arm. Our friend who had come from Yorkshire grumbled that they Australians had pre-empted her as the people who had come furthest.
At some point during their talk a young child - about a eighteen months old, I'd guess - started to cry. His father was carrying him out, but paused, I supposed, in the hope of hearing one more thing that Craig and Mark were saying, and they started to talk to the kid - waving to him, saying hello - until the little boy waved back with the stiff-fingered wave of the very young. Charmed just like the rest of us were.
