BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict's school didn't have a proper theater until his last year.
В школе, где учился Бенедикт, не было собственного театра до последнего годы учебы.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict says that all the scars and hips popping out of place on the job are WORTH IT
Бенедикт сказал, что все шрамы и вывихи, полученные на работе, стоят того.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict likes to go back and forth with film and television. He likes to keep his muscles fully flexed in both!
Бенедикту нравится сниматься и в кино, и в на ТВ. Ему нравится, когда он в хорошей физической форме.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict loved playing Julian Assange in The Fifth Estate and does not care about critical reception
Бенедикту понравилось играть Джулиана Ассанжа в Пятой власти и его не беспокоят критические заметки.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict doesn't want to play roles that are versions of himself. His passion lies in transforming both himself and audiences
Бенедикт не хочет играть роль самого себя. Ему нравятся перевоплощаться и перевоплощать зрителей.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA The reason Benedict loves doing audio books? So he can "read" more books!
Причина, по которой Бенедикт записывает аудиокниги - он может больше "читать" книг!
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict seems truly touched by Alan Turing's legacy
Бенедикт, кажется, действительно проникся наследием Тьюринга.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict just sang Single Ladies
Бенедикт пропел "Single Ladies"
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA He is very pleased by the supportive reaction from his fans regarding his engagement!
Он очень доволен поддержкой его фанатов о его помолвке.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict in Hamlet sold tickets faster than One Direction and Beyonce
Билеты на Гамлета были проданы быстрее, чем на One Direct и Бьонсе.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict looked to Meryl Streep for guidance on how to play such different kind of characters
Бенедикт наблюдал за Мерил Стрип как за руководством, чтобы играть разные персонажи.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict is very mindful of the fact that people might have to go to the bathroom and are holding it. Thought you guys would want to know
Бенедикт очень понимает тех людей, которые хотят в туалет, но вынуждены ждать. Он подумал, что вы захотите это знать.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict's impression of very particular directors got big laughs!
Бенедикт изобразил очень известных режиссеров, что вызвало смех в зале.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA "Rest your legs, my child!" - Benedict to a female audience member who stood for her question
"Дай отдых своим ногам, дитя моё" - сказал Бенедикт даме, которая задавала вопрос стоя.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA For Star Trek, he removed himself from the "fun" of the set to try and get in character.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Music helps Benedict greatly when getting into a role
Музыка помогает Бенедикту готовится к роли.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA But it depends on what he had for breakfast.
Но это зависит от того, что у него было на завтрак.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict finds standing in front of a class TERRIFYING
Бенедикту было страшно стоять перед классом.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Benedict apologizes for going on about the loo!
Бенедикт извиняется за то, что произошло у туалета. (см выше)
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA Lots of laughs about the word "penguins"
Много смеха при слове "Пингвины"
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA He involved himself w a pack of wolves to prepare for Penguins of Madagascar and it was fine until Daniel Day Lewis + Christian Bale came
Он улучшал свои способности при подготовке к Пингвинам, пока в парке не появились Даниель Дей Льюис и Кристиан Бейл.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA That's a wrap, Cumberbuddies! But in 15-20 min we might have a treat for you
Мы закончили, Самбербадди! Но у нас есть кое-что вкусное.
BAFTA LA @BAFTALA We wanted to thank all the Cumberbuddies for supporting us so we hope you like this video made for you vimeo.com/m/111271562
Мы хотим сказать спасибо всем Камбербаддис за поддержку и надеемся, что наше видео, сделанное для вас, вам понравится.
Benedict Cumberbatch is a man in demand. His fans, variously, want to know when Sherlock is returning to the small screen, demand he fill them on the details of his love life, or simply cheer when he attempts to dance like Beyonce.
In our exclusive video above, we go behind the scenes with Mr Cumberbatch on the set of 'The Imitation Game', in which he plays mathematics genius Alan Turing, a talented, troubled man who has been credited with shortening the course of World War II. but was later made a social pariah for his homosexuality.
enedict explains he spent "hours, days trying to understand" how the workings of Alan Turing's fabled "bombe" machine, which sped up calculations to break the Enigma codes used by German submarines in the Atlantic during the war.
"Alan Turing was an extraordinary man," he says admiringly. "I think people will be educated, moved, stunned.. .and thrilled."
Benedict stars with Keira Knightley, Allan Leech, Charles Dance and Mark Strong in the code-breaking thriller, and he is admiring of the whole team, while reserving special praise for Keira, holding her own in an almost all-male cast, "I think this is the best work she's ever done."
'The Imitation Game' follows Alan Turing and his team at Britain's top-secret code-breaking centre, Bletchley Park, during the darkest days of World War II. Turing, whose work is credited with significantly shortening the war, saving thousands of lives, was the eventual victim of an unenlightened British establishment condemning him for his personal life, but his work and legacy live on.
We made a very beautiful film of Mr Cumberbatch on the set. And we made another, very funny, film of him playing word association games (as he refused to do a pub quiz with us).
We also asked him what Sherlock would be like in bed. Becuase, you know, so many people were asking...
Now, in the final instalment (sorry about that), see what Mr Cumberbatch had to say on the subject of Sherlock's BFF Molly, and his nemesis Irene Adler.
ELLE UK: Would you like Sherlock to shag Molly?
BC: No!
ELLE EK: Would you like Sherlock to shag anyone?
BC: Oh he has. He shagged Irene Adler, that night they had together when he rescued her from a beheading [laughs]
ELLE UK: No they didn’t
BC: Well that’s for me to know and you to not know.
ELLE UK: Would he even enjoy sex?
BC: Oh yeah, even if it was for queen and country or for some purpose, yeah. You wouldn’t know the difference, you know [laughs]. He’s sociopathic, he could probably do that, I think
ELLE UK: Well, it sounds pretty uncomfortable…
BC: Was it uncomfortable when he kissed Molly?’
ELLE UK [All soppy]: Awww, nooooo
BC: No it wasn’t, was it!
ELLE UK: It was a GREAT kiss.
BC: A great kiss!
ELLE UK: The hair thing…
BC [mock pompous voice]: Hmmm that was my idea
ELLE UK: Did you practice that first?
BC: No, no I didn’t practice it, I just fucking did it. I had loads of glass in my hair [He does the hair thing. I faint] and I just go for the girl.
Words by Annabel Brog Photography by Marc Hom Fashion by Michelle Duguid
As work days go, this – a 12-hour stretch on a Friday in August – was one of my better ones. If it was a movie, it would be a Richard Curtis romcom by numbers, featuring, in no particular order: a walk in a London park, the word ‘f*ck’ on repeat, a motorbike ride at sunset, schoolboy banter, small furry animals, London’s most sceney restaurant, devilled eggs, an awkward sex scene, and an uncomfortable leading man.
Perhaps it’s just lack of practice, because the leading man, in this case, is played by Benedict Cumberbatch. This is an actor who, despite a 14- year career, 29 films, 21 TV shows, 16 theatre productions, 48 award nominations (and 17 wins), has never really played the romantic lead, sought adulation or fancied himself a heart-throb. And yet it happened when, four years ago, a largely unmarketed BBC miniseries became a global hit. Sherlock turned him into the star turn in one-million-plus filthy fan fiction fantasies.
Right now, I am living one of those fantasies, though I am also having to try seriously hard not to headbutt Benedict. It’s a fight I am, sadly, destined to lose. ‘Sorry,’ I mutter, as my head connects with his. I am riding pillion behind him on his motorbike – a Honda CBF600 – as he drives just a little bit recklessly through north London, so at least we are wearing helmets. ‘Feel free to hold on tight,’ he said to me when we climbed on. But I don’t feel free. Given a green light to wrap myself around Mr Cumberbatch, I end up primly clasping his waist with my hands, creating an awkward space between our bodies, and the reflexive headbutt every time he slows down.
I try gripping him with my knees, for some balance. ‘Sorry,’ I say again. ‘I keep thinking you’re a horse.’
He is, of course, mesmerisingly beautiful, but Benedict has built a career on playing notably non-sexual men. When I went trawling YouTube for the fodder of all the highly inventive daydreams he inspires, I couldn’t find much. He played a sex-obsessed teenager in Fortysomething back in the early 2000s, and there is a ferocious, five-second sex scene in Parade’s End (the 2012 BBC2 miniseries he starred in, opposite his friend Rebecca Hall), but mainly… no love scenes. And of course his Sherlock abstains from sex, although Benedict does insist: ‘He’s asexual for a purpose, not because he doesn’t have a sex drive, but because it’s suppressed to do his work. Cold showers, looking at a lot of dead bodies… that’ll do it for you.’
Nonetheless, women absolutely love Sherlock. ‘Not my problem,’ says Benedict. I suggest idly that Sherlock would actually be a pretty lousy lay: technically proficient, but lacking enthusiasm. Benedict is appalled. He also likes an argument. First, he disagrees with me. Then, when I remain unconvinced, he proceeds to describe exactly what Sherlock would do in bed, using the words ‘latex’, ‘porn’, ‘enter’ and ‘explosive’. (It’s too lengthy to quote in full here, but feel free to visit elleuk.com to read the transcript.)
‘[SHERLOCK IS] ASEXUAL FOR A PURPOSE, NOT BECAUSE HE DOESN’T HAVE A SEX DRIVE BUT BECAUSE IT’S SUPPRESSED TO DO HIS WORK. COLD SHOWERS, LOOKING AT A LOT OF DEAD BODIES… THAT’LL DO IT FOR YOU’
So don’t think less of me for being too spun out to hug him on the motorbike, OK?
SCENE TWO: FLASH-FORWARD SEQUENCE
Benedict’s forthcoming roles will just reiterate what we know already: he doesn’t play romantic leads; he has awe-inspiring range as an actor who can steal the show in Hollywood blockbusters, as with Khan in Star Trek Into Darkness; he can hold his own against Meryl Streep and Julia Roberts (August: Osage County); and he has been a must-see stage performer (in Danny Boyle’s Frankenstein at the National Theatre in London).
Nonetheless, he has surpassed himself with his latest performance in The Imitation Game, a gripping and heartbreaking biopic, in which he portrays the brilliant mathematician Alan Turing – the man who broke the Enigma code for the allies in the Second World War and founded modern computer science, before being vilified by his country for being homosexual. In the film, Benedict, truly, is nothing short of devastating.
Turing is another genius; it’s noticeable that Cumberbatch seems to specialise in men fuelled by intellectual fervour – Professor Stephen Hawking in Hawking, Julian Assange in The Fifth Estate, Sherlock – but it’s testament to Benedict’s skill that his prodigies barely register as the same species. ‘It’s very tempting to play these extraordinarily complex characters, because it’s a very rich canvas to work with as an actor,’ he explains. ‘[But] I don’t really mind repeating [because] Turing is so different to Sherlock. There’s a real subtlety about him; his flourishes aren’t flamboyant, he doesn’t think of himself that highly.’
Post-The Imitation Game, Benedict takes an unexpected turn in animated comedy, playing a smooth-talking wolf, Agent Classified, in Penguins Of Madagascar (‘Why? “John Malkovich is playing the baddie. Would you like to play the sort of mock-Bond hero figure who has his comeuppance, and it’s funny?” “Yeah, yeah I think I would!”’), followed by the title role in the BBC’s Hollow Crown adaptation of Richard III. His portrayal of not-so-good King Dick, with his humpback and his limp and his homicidal inclinations, is likely to stir things up. ‘You wouldn’t look twice at him necessarily, but once he had you in his beam… He’s a very dangerous, charming, powerful man.’
And then Hamlet, who Benedict will tackle on stage next summer. Another rather sexless man, I suggest. ‘My God, he’s got a depth of soul that, if he turned it on you, you’d be the happiest woman in the world,’ Benedict responds, shocked. I say I find Hamlet a navel-gazing, self-obsessed bore and he tears a strip off me. ‘Whose Hamlet have you seen?’ When I admit my opinion is based on just reading the text, he rants for 11 whole minutes. ‘Yeah, great,’ he snaps. ‘OK, so you’re projecting your interpretation of a character off the printed word. You have to see an interpretation beyond your own reading. You have to. You can’t say that you hate Hamlet. Hamlet doesn’t just exist in a book, he exists in performance!’
He later apologises on the phone: ‘Sorry, I got a bit defensive, didn’t I?’ But in fact, it was rather nice being the object of Benedict’s derision, because: 1) he was completely right; 2) his rant involved an impromptu rendition of Hamlet’s ‘drown the stage with tears’ speech, and it was spectacular; and 3) he was so unguarded. Benedict is funny and smart – he’s great company – but he’s struggling to walk a line between being genuine and people-pleasing, so it’s rather nice when he forgets to care.
When discussing fans who furtively try to take his photo, for example, you can hear his longing to embrace a robust approach. ‘People asking is nice. But when people just go [he imitates someone sneakily holding up a camera phone, dropping his jaw to the side], and they do generally do that mouth, [he does it again] then I’m guns-blazing. I cross-question them. They’re like: “What, what are you talking about? I haven’t taken your picture.” And I’m: “Then let me see your phone.” And they’re like, “No, I’m not showing you my phone,” and I’m [his voice rises in indignation], “Well don’t f*cking take a photograph of me then.”’
Except he doesn’t actually say that last bit out loud. ‘No, not so much,’ he says ruefully. ‘But in my head, in my head… There are times when I’m completely fine with it, and other times I’m: “Actually I’m with someone you’re totally ignoring and standing on while trying to get a photo of me, and this is not the right time.” Then they walk away and I think: “God, am I an arsehole? Should I be accessible all the time?” But I think: “Not really.”’
SCENE THREE: FLASHBACK SEQUENCE
So here’s the story so far. Benedict Timothy Carlton Cumberbatch was born 38 years ago to actors Wanda Ventham and Timothy Carlton, a child ‘prone to moments of hyperactivity, then exhaustion and bad temperedness. Also over-gregarious, over-friendly, oversharing.’
His was a remarkably happy family. Yes, he was sent to boarding school aged eight, but it was not the wrench everyone assumes: ‘The first lump-in-the-throat moments were really horrible, but they were soon overridden by the sheer joy of what I was doing. It was like a band of brothers: sailing and camps and cricket and boys being boys and having adventures.’
‘I HAD A GREAT CHILDHOOD. UP UNTIL ADOLESCENCE, THEN THE USUAL WORRIES KICKED IN: “WHY ME? WHERE ARE THE GIRLS?”’
After that, another boarding school, Harrow, where his mum wrote him letters decorated with hand-drawn pictures, and sent him stickers, ‘An important trading tool at a boys’ boarding school.’ In fact, he says: ‘I had a great childhood. Up until adolescence, and then the usual adolescent worries kicked in: “Why me? Am I different? I’m not developing fast enough? Where are the girls?”’
His single-sex school didn’t offer much opportunity with girls: ‘Of course I kissed them [at parties], but it was awful; and we were all drunk. Put it like this, there were scenes in The Wolf Of Wall Street that rang true.’ Aged 13, he joined the choral society to have some sort of female interaction, and developed his first real crush: ‘The fantasies blooming in my head… what could I ask her? We’ll have a life together, we’ll write poems to each other, wife and children. She could have been my first girlfriend. Not even a girlfriend, just someone that I had some sort of a relationship with.’ He once spoke to her, briefly. ‘I remember making tentative inroads, and my hand brushing her hand, and – f*ck – it was so charged: “Is she thinking what I’m thinking? Is that possible?” You know, wonderful, wonderful romantic feelings, and yet to bridge that was achingly impossible.’
After Harrow, he went to the University of Manchester to study drama, which we don’t really talk about, but I can’t imagine a boy like Benedict would go to Manchester in the 1990s and not enjoy the range of amusements on offer. He made some great friends (one of whom, barrister Rob Rinder, now has a Judge Judy-inspired reality TV show, Judge Rinder) and fell in love with actress Olivia Poulet, whom he dated for around 12 years, during which time he carved out a highly acclaimed career for himself. Not just in dramatic roles, but also showing a fine knack for comedy playing absolute losers, like Patrick Watts in Starter For 10 (‘He was very stupid. That’s more me than any of the geniuses I’ve played’), Martin Crieff in BBC Radio 4’s Cabin Pressure, or the hapless hostage-negotiator in Four Lions.
Everything indicated that Benedict would be a talented actor, working consistently, making a good living (which, incidentally, was all he ever hoped for, and would have been delighted with), but then… Sherlock. Worldwide adulation. And, a year later, a parting of romantic ways with Olivia.
That must have been quite something, I think: the sex-free adolescence, followed by real and lasting love, then emerging – in his mid-30s – to find the better part of the female population suddenly want to bang his brains out. He admits that it’s a ‘reaaally double-edged sword’. That ‘it’s important to be able to have some fun with your currency’, but also that, ‘You know, you discover why people find you attractive – in a relationship, or a tryst – and if it’s just to have a go on you, or try you out, then I can smell that a mile off.’ He didn’t let it make him cynical. ‘I think the people around me are far more protective of me than I am, on that front.’
But ‘fun with his currency’ aside, Benedict is after the fairy tale. He has been open in the past about wanting marriage and children, then he stopped talking about it – ‘It becomes a national talking point about why I haven’t yet managed that. You know: “Can’t he hold a relationship down?”’ But when I ask where he wants to be in 30 years, he says: ‘I can imagine I’ll look back at this point in my life and think, “Wow, that really was extraordinary.” But at the same time, I hope I’m looking back and going, “Oh, that was the moment I got on with life and realised things beyond myself.” Without using words like “marriage”, “children” and “family” – although I have just used those words – put it this way: I hope I’ve got other people to look back with me at that point. I hope I’m surrounded by family.’ My guess is that Benedict is a man in love, and making plans already.
SCENE FOUR: CHILTERN FIREHOUSE, MARYLEBONE, LONDON. PRIVATE BOOTH WITH PERSONAL HATCH WINDOW ON TO BAR
Benedict is on the phone to his best friend Adam, who is joining us at the Chiltern Firehouse for drinks. ‘I’m going to tell you what drink to order,’ he is whispering into the handset. ‘But I don’t want to say it out loud because I want to order one for her [that’s me] and I don’t want her to hear the name because it’s so funny.’
We are ensconced in the snug, curtained off from the prying eyes, with a window directly on to the bar. He ends his call, and leans forwards. ‘Would you like aquick one before dinner?’ he asks me. Then he calls through the hatch: ‘Two Quick Ones Before Dinner,’ he tells the barman.
I have seen many Benedicts today. There was the invisible Benedict I walked with on Hampstead Heath, who kept his head down, deliberately (and probably wisely) avoiding eye contact with tourists, young mums and the pre-teen girls playing softball – although he was enchanted by a little girl peeing on the grass: ‘Oh look, she’s having a wee. Now her mum is sitting in it.’
And there was the charming, charismatic professional at our cover shoot, who won over the ELLE team with his enthusiastic response to A.P.C. jeans, adidas trainers, Bunny (a rabbit who, given the chestnut fur, bears an certain resemblance to Cumberbatch himself), and Karl Lagerfeld sunglasses, which prompted him into an uncanny impersonation of the man himself.
And then there was the Benedict I interviewed, a little wary, veering between honesty and courtesy, while displaying small flashes of insecurity in a tendency to voice imagined criticism of himself before anyone else can.
But this is the Benedict I imagine his friends get to spend time with. Deadpan, very boyish for a man of nearly 40, sweary, ridiculous. This, needless to say, is my favourite Benedict. I think by this time, he’s forgotten to care how he comes across, which of course means he comes across great.
For example, I’m treated to a comic riff on the subject of his co-stars: ‘He’s the one who’s picked up the f*cking gongs,’ he says, about Sherlock co-star Martin Freeman. ‘I think it’s been acknowledged how good he is. I think it would do him good to eat some humble pie and realise he’s working with a genius.’ Is that a fact? I say. So what’s the genius like at a humble pub quiz? ‘Alright, actually. My general knowledge isn’t that bad.’ He gives me an evil smug look, drops his voice. ‘But you’ll never know, will you?’
THIS IS THE BENEDICT HIS FRIENDS GET TO SEE: DEADPAN, BOYISH FOR A MAN OF NEARLY 40, SWEARY, RIDICULOUS
We order a selection of bar snacks to keep us going until Adam shows up, and Benedict is as delighted by the idea of devilled eggs as I am appalled. He tells me The X Factor makes him cry. ‘Like anyone, I’m nearer to laughing and crying when I’m more tired than usual. That’s when The X Factor segments might get me, in a weak moment at the end of a long week. Another well-edited story, however formulaic, can still get me in the gut.’
Adam arrives and, when I tell the pair that they have the snug for the night, they high-five and click fingers and Benedict actually says ‘Boom’. ‘We never normally do that,’ he says hastily. ‘That was done for show, Annabel.’ It was a pretty smooth move for people who have never done it before.
‘When I met him, he was the person painting my nursery wall with me, who came over and laughed at films with me,’ Adam says when Benedict goes to the loo. ‘He was never anything else. All this [he waves vaguely in the direction of fame and glamour], we find it quite funny. Obviously, it’s amazing and he deserves it and it’s a perk, but he’s always just been my Benedict.’
It seems only fair to give Benedict the last word so, as I leave, I ask what he hopes I think of him. At first he’s horrified. ‘That’s awful. Like I’ve tried to manipulate you into a point of view of me and I hope I haven’t.’ Then he seizes the opportunity. ‘So. A few broad brushstrokes. Honest to a degree. Good company. A good motorbike rider. Someone who’s comfortable in his own skin. And someone who’s enjoying their life at the moment, because I am. I really am.’
Ever wondered what Sherlock would be like in bed? Wonder no more BY ANNABEL BROG
You may have heard that we photographed and interviewed Mr Cumberbatch for an ELLE cover recently. Not that we've mentioned it much, but word does spread...
During the course of the day, we fell to talking about sex. Specifically, Sherlock and sex. We find it intriguing that most right-thinking females (and males, for that matter) are very attracted to Cumberbatch's Sherlock Holmes, despite the fact that the character in the BBC adaptation is a virgin, a sociopath and, we think, likely to be a lousy lay if ever he were to relinquish said virginity.
Mr Cumberbatch disagrees. Strenuously. 'He knows bodies very well,' insists Benedict. Then he proved it to us.
ELLE UK: A lot of women fancy Sherlock.
BC: Their problem, not mine.
ELLE UK: I do get it, he’s incredibly endearing, but…
BC: Will this tell me more about you than the answer will tell you about me?
ELLE UK: …I actually think he would be a terrible shag.
BC: Really? That’s terrible!
ELLE UK: I think he would be proficient, of course, but he would lack enthusiasm and he would find it distasteful.
BC: Ah, these are terrible stereotypes. And come on, he seduced Janine.
ELLE UK: But they didn’t have sex?
BC: Oh you’re right, very good, you spotted that.
ELLE UK: What do you think Sherlock would be like in bed? How would you play a love scene as Sherlock?
BC: Oooh… You know I’d get the, I’d probably test the latex, if it involved prophylactics, beforehand.
BC: I’d do a little experiment to do with durability, length, girth, and um, strength. And um, I would probably take a lot of vitamin supplements to make sure that I could perform, and had had my sleep, and probably not had many cigarettes. Or drink, for that matter. Not that he does drink.
ELLE UK: You see. Proficient, but lacking enthusiasm.
BC: Yeah, no wait for it. I would probably watch a lot of porn...
BC: I might have to shave, um, areas to fit in with a modern idea of bodily hair.
BC: And then I would be devastating. I’d know exactly how to please a woman, I’d know exactly where to put my fingers, where to put my tongue, where to put my – his I should say – his fingers, his tongue. Think about violinists, think about what they can do with their fingers.
BC: And I’d know exactly how to get that person into it, and get pleasure out of making that person feel pleasure to the point that I probably wouldn’t even have to enter…
BC: But when I did it would be explosive.
ELLE UK: But does he ever lose control?
BC: So in sex, would he lose control? I think to have really good sex he would probably have to.
ELLE UK: So he’d decide to lose control. He’d make a controlled decision?
BC: This is a very dark alley we’re going down. No pun intended. Um, Yeah. Yeah. If it was necessary yes, yes. Very much so.
ELLE UK: I'd quite like to watch that love scene now.
BC: You never will. It’s not that kind of a programme, is it?