Aw, this is so sweet.
Bill Nighy is clearly rescuing Helena Bonham Carter from selling violets outside the Chelsea Flower Show, spiriting her away to his apartment to teach her diction and how to wear large hats so that she can go to Royal Ascot, scream at Dover to move his bloomin' arse, and then wear a huge updo to a fancy ball and convince everyone she's a princess while making a totally ineffectual young rich fancy boy swing around on lampposts singing about his love for her. I'm not sure where her current life partner Tim Burton fits into that plan, exactly -- maybe he'll stroll by in a tux and announce he's getting married in the morning? -- but I think if Bill can just convince Helena to stop wearing petticoats then everything else will all fall into place.
Bill Nighy is clearly rescuing Helena Bonham Carter from selling violets outside the Chelsea Flower Show, spiriting her away to his apartment to teach her diction and how to wear large hats so that she can go to Royal Ascot, scream at Dover to move his bloomin' arse, and then wear a huge updo to a fancy ball and convince everyone she's a princess while making a totally ineffectual young rich fancy boy swing around on lampposts singing about his love for her. I'm not sure where her current life partner Tim Burton fits into that plan, exactly -- maybe he'll stroll by in a tux and announce he's getting married in the morning? -- but I think if Bill can just convince Helena to stop wearing petticoats then everything else will all fall into place.
