Forsooth.
But still.
No one has screen presence that matches the great lord Brian Blessed, the only man that can devour the universe whole in one gasp, lay on the bacon and spit it out in the next sentence and coat it with a layer of insane icing that scrambles the felactic nodes in supreme spasmatic delight.
So says I.
Much like Fizzgig from the Dark Crystal.
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Brian Blessed.
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Fizzgig.
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MIKE: I've got it! Peter Cushing! We've got to drive a stake through his heart!
VYVYAN: Great! I'll get the car!
NEIL: I'll get a cushion.