YOU KNOW, WHAT I REALLY NEED IS AN ICON THAT SAYS "HOLY FUCKING SHIT", BUT I'M KIND OF TOO FLAILY TO MAKE ONE RIGHT NOW
...and it's almost done.
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So, uh, they're not going to kill her, right? I mean, they only killed Astrid because she was a one-shot character anyway, they needed an excuse to get her out of the picture, and they only killed Adric because he was unpopular, and admittedly I've no idea why they killed Katarina and Sara but they were basically only one- or two-shot characters anyway, and Donna is not a one-shot character and decidedly not unpopular so clearly they have no reason to kill her, right?
...you know, over the past couple months, I've started to grow very apprehensive of weekends. Gee. Wonder why. But there's only two more to worry about, and then, gah. Gah.
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Hey, I met Peter S. Beagle! And, as it turns out, he's known my parents--particularly my mother's side of the family--for years!
God, it's good to be a member of the SF aristocracy. *preens*
Actually, he signed my book to my mother at first. He was mortally embarrassed when she pointed it out. I think that just makes it more special, don't you?
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God, it seriously cannot just be me who gets all confused about their own opinions of something when they read other people's opinions of that something, right?
...that being said, here are some things I know I can definitively say are My Thoughts about
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Okay, first off: holy crap that's an awesome new photo from the Watchmen movie, seriously, not only does it look like the photo from the comic but it looks like an actual old photograph, and it is just so awesome; second off, wait, it's not being written by Zack Snyder? It's being written by the guy who wrote X2? THERE IS NO WAY THIS CAN GET ANY BETTER, I SWEAR TO GOD. *flails uncontrollably*
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Since everyone and their mother is talking about how Steven Moffat is taking over as executive producer for Doctor Who in the fifth season, I might as well share my limited, meandering, inconclusive thoughts on the issue: hey, I really, really liked The Empty Child/The Doctor Dances and Blink (my thoughts on The Girl in the Fireplace have changed a bit over time, but I can at least say that it had rather a lot of good bits, and hey, it turns out she wasn't the first woman-from-the-past to fall in love with the guy; clearly she cannot be blamed for it, as there is a precedent), and, having just watched The Curse of Fatal Death, I can definitely say he's got the fanboy chops to do it, so why not. Also, even if we're losing All Gay All The Time RTD, Steven Moffat was the guy who invented Captain Jack, so there really is not going to be any trouble on that front.
(On the subject, as it has been mentioned elsewhere, of Steven Moffat perhaps wanting to make That One Character a companion--sure, she's cool and all, but there's a reason the show only started when the Doctor picked up Ian and Barbara, y'all. Ya gotta have a human in there. Or Romana. But I think Romana was probably just an exception all-around.)
In other news: Adventures In Watching Almost Every Damn Episode of Doctor Who That Is Possible to Find, part six:
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Yet another reason why Neil Gaiman is made of win: his thought on the David Tennant Hamlet. (Scroll down a bit. You'll get there.)
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Also, did anyone else think Guest Star looked rather like Sally Sparrow? I think she did. And, because I feel like sharing, have a link to a silly little Doctor Who vid. Oh, Ten. You shameless accidental man-whore.
AND ANOTHER ONE. Less of Ten being a shameless accidental man-whore, more of the Master being the star of a Disney movie. No, seriously. Check it out.
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And now, off I go to watch more 'The Face of Evil', because OMG FOUR and OMG LEELA and OMG FOUR AND LEELA and I pretty much can't stop flailing about them. She killed three people in a rather nasty way in the first part of her first episode! HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE HER.
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Having finally caught up with the three post-strike episodes of Reaper (and just in time for the actual new episodes to start), I must say five things:
1) I love it. Maybe it is not the greatest show in the world, maybe it does not always achieve the levels of madcap hilarity one would like, but I love it nonetheless. It is like a tiny, adorable puppy who runs into things a lot--on one hand, you're worried it might hurt itself and/or your furniture; on the other hand, it is so very adorable.
2) A significant portion of the above may be due to Sam, who, in fact, falls under the exact same qualifications. He even looks like a puppy. Well, maybe some kind of puppy-weasel hybrid. Wouldn't that be cute? I think that would be cute.
3) It has gay demons. Stylish, awesome, gay demons who cook gourmet mac & cheese, offer impeccable fashion tips, and power-sand their horns off. Only in a Kevin Smith production, guys.
4) I really, really like watching cute guys get in mortal peril. Sam, honey, you can get strangled by an invisible monster any time. Or jumped by a cannibal monster. Or cornered by an acid monster. Or in a car accident--is it weird that I think he's even cuter when he's bleeding? It's weird.
5) I...still kind of slash Devil/Sam. I KNOW THIS MAKES ME A HORRIBLE PERSON. I CAN'T HELP IT. The weird fatherliness! The occasional cheerful/creepy reminders of just who Sam's dealing with! The now-canonical notion that the Devil is taking just a bit more interest than is typical! Publicity shots like my icon! I'M SORRY. *hangs head*
oh god, when is this cycling between fandoms going to stop
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RAMBLE TIME.
I keep having these moments where, say, I'll be making lunch, and it will suddenly occur to me: in five months, I'll be doing this with food I paid for myself, or I read a fic that mentions a routine of a morning run, and I think: in five months, I'll have access to a fitness center I can use any damn time I want, or I look at an action figure in my room, and I decide: in five months, I'm going to take that with me, because it's cool and I want to have a tangible representation of who I am, and it's getting to the point where this is a near-constant buzz under my skin: Savannah, Savannah, sun and mid-day classes and East Coast TV feeds and auditioning for plays that PAY and more people with dyed hair than you could shake a stick at. Five months. Two months--less than, now--until I graduate, and then (less than) three months until I hop a cross-country plane and move in in a state I've been to once, a state where I don't know anybody (except the endless hordes of other people's relatives who, as they have been telling me, apparently live there, not that I would care, because I don't know them), a state where my mom says she's going to get me my own credit card, a state where I'll have to fill in an absentee ballot in November because my vote belongs here, dammit, a state where it won't be cold when you step outside at night, a state where it will not snow four inches in April, WTF. (It's mostly melting now.)
I can feel the slightest little bits of panic starting to creep in around the edges; none of my RL friends will be there, I won't be able to talk to my journalism teacher about Torchwood and Doctor Who, I won't be--in applied production any more, fuck, I'm actually crying now. My life is going to change. Sure, I'll keep in touch, there's email and I'm going to come back and see at least the spring show next year, drop by some old classes during my (rather long) winter break, but I won't be here. No more Lynnwood High School, no more Little Theatre, no more inexplicable ostrich in the long, fenced-up yard next to the school (there's a llama too, and a goat, and a donkey; nobody knows for sure why), no more sweet Jesus it's hailing again, I swear to God, the weather here is desperately trying to get in as much as possible before I abandon it for muggy heat in Georgia. Thunder, too. I like the sound of thunder, and, it occurs to me, I like being able to watch and listen to extreme weather from the comfort of a house; snow, windstorms, truly epic rain, what-have-you. Savannah gets rain, doesn't it? Sometimes?
Everything's going to change. Well, maybe 75%. I am pretty sure you lot will remain about the same, which is, believe me, a comfort. No matter where I go, the gay sex people will always be there! ...that's Doris Egan's phrase, not mine. No, seriously. She used it once in a Comicon panel I had the luck of going to. Although actually she ascribed it to one of her fellow writers on Smallville. The point is, life is weird, but kind of awesome, and so are you guys. Hugs all around, y'all.
...and I'm going to have to actually get a job there at some point, ye gods...
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It gets easier.
Well--sort of. There's a reason I find it hard to read Buffy or Angel stories; even if they're happy, they make me think about things, and maybe it's been months since I saw their respective finales but I still don't want to think about those things. I downloaded an Angel vid, an absolutely brilliant one that summed up the whole series, that made me cry my eyes out, and I kept it on my hard drive but I don't think I'll be watching it again any time soon. And I can't really think of Firefly the same way after I saw Serenity. Joss, honey, you're brilliant, but you frequently make me want to curl up in a corner. Thankfully, you're probably one of a kind. I sure as hell hope so.
I've told you all my story about the two hours between hearing about the second season finale of Heroes and seeing the second season finale of Heroes, and it's actually quite a good story, but unfortunately it does not really apply in this case, because, y'know, the reason it's a good story is because I explained some very good reasons as to why the Heroes writing staff could not possibly be that stupid. Which is great and all if you're talking about Heroes, but I'm not actually talking about Heroes, and, unfortunately, the show that induced me to talk about this...well, it doesn't have that great a track record of "not being stupid". Alas.
It is a well-documented fact that it is a peril to watch a currently-running TV show if the show is prone to large amounts of drama. Again, see Heroes. And Lost, and Battlestar Galactica, and anything by HBO or Joss Whedon. (He's got a new show in development, did you hear? I'm already afraid.) At least with shows that have already ended, well, you know, or you have some idea; you don't live quite on the same edge of your seat. Although I did mention the Buffy and Angel thing. Okay, so it's kind of crap whether or not the show is still running; my point is, you love drama, you have to be prepared to get burned, because drama does not love you. Drama likes to watch you suffer. Sometimes, of course, it makes you ecstatically happy, and sometimes it's so jaw-droppingly brilliant that you know you could never stop watching, but one must always be aware that loving a dramatic TV show is akin to an abusive relationship. And you can't distance yourself from it to numb the pain, either; if you do, you've missed the entire point of a drama. Drama should affect you. If it doesn't, why watch? And if it does, why can't you stop?
Then, of course, there is the quiet joy of watching a show you know will not break your heart; casting shake-ups aside, nobody's ever going to die on House, and while Pushing Daisies may be entirely about death, it's never actually going to kill anyone we care about. In Chuck, the only actual hey-this-character-is-intriguing death, well, he's feeling better, he thinks he'll go for a walk...the Winchester brothers are proven to be immune from permanently kicking it, soul-selling aside (and what, you think that's actually going to do the trick?). I'm not even going to mention the Stargate universe. How high's the count on Daniel again? Seven? Eight? One of the best things about watching Due South is that, well, it's been over for over a decade, I already know how it ends, and I already know it's basically the happiest, slashiest ending ever. Although Due South actually does have its moments of drama and did kill a character and kick two other characters out, but I didn't really care about the dead guy, both of the absentees got appropriate send-offs, and one of the absentees actually came back, so basically I'm just rambling at this point.
And since I'm rambling, I'd like to point out that Doctor Who is starting up again this week, and that is possibly the show most notorious for ripping your heart out without actually killing anyone, which is surprising given the sheer amount of NPC deaths it manages to rack up every episode. Stupid Whoniverse. At least the Sarah Jane Adventures isn't ever going to go dramatic, right? Right? Oh god please tell me I'm right, I don't think I could handle it if I'm not. They're kids, for Christ's sake! Keep your melodramatic claws off them, Russell T Davies!
Anyway, to get back to the very original point of this post: it gets easier. Well--sort of. Rambling helps, actually. Why else did you think I was doing this? To entertain you lot? Yeah, right. I wanted to do that, I'd get back to writing lots of Heroes fic again. Or writing at all again. No, it's my journal, its contents are subject to my whims. So I don't actually need to have a point to all this, because it's late and I'm not sure I've entirely processed some stuff yet and I'd like to get back to my Canadian happy place. So goodnight, y'all, and if you still have no idea what I'm talking about, consider yourself lucky, you bastard. ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) futuresoon out.
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Yeah, so, I watched Zodiac, and it's really good, and Jake Gyllenhaal is adorable and Robert Downey, Jr. is hot like burning and James Vanderbilt is an awesome, awesome screenwriter and the scene where Bob Vaughn leads Robert into his basement hit my cute-guy-in-distress kink like woah which has not happened in quite some time so that was nice and nostalgic, and I sort of want to feel shocked and ashamed that I really, really want to read slashfic about real people, but I've already done that, so I'm not too concerned about it, and also it's not quite the same if the real people are portrayed by actors, and who wouldn't want to read about obsessive!Jake Gyllenhaal and verymuchabyproductoftheseventies!Robert Downey, Jr. having sweaty, semi-inebriated sex in some run-down motel room? Don't answer that question.
And now I want to see Brokeback Mountain again, dammit.
Couldn't find any Zodiac stories on Yuletide. Wargh.
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Okay, pilot for a new Brit show called Being Human: god I hope this gets picked up, I love it. It may suffer from Pretentious Vampire Syndrome and what I'm sure will be a heavy helping of boring love interests, but it's gayer than a bloody Christmas tree and totally, totally adorable. Dammit, why is there another adorable Brit named Annie with a lovely accent and cute hair? It is distinctly unfair. So, the show's about a lanky, laconic vampire named Mitchell and a nice, adorable werewolf named George who move into a flat haunted by the aforementioned and equally adorable Annie, and it's all very sweet and very, very gay if you ignore the boring vampire-society bits, of which there would probably be many if the show was continued, but it's a show about monsters trying not to kill people and it makes use of Amy Winehouse's Rehab, and it is the kind of show where the leads settle down in a pub and talk about which houses in Hogwarts they'd be sorted into (and Annie likes Hufflepuff, bless her), even if there's boring vampire drama after that. And did I mention it's very, very gay? There's one sequence that really emphasizes it, of course (and oh boy, what a sequence it is), but there's stuff beyond that, like the way Mitchell keeps defending George to the other vampires, or how they don't seem to have much of a concept of personal space between each other, or how George is completely comfortable with Mitchell seeing him naked, or how they, y'know, live together and work together and don't have much of a life or un-life outside of each other and now Annie. Plus George is played by the guy who was Midshipman Alonzo in 'Voyage of the Damned'--I knew I recognized him from somewhere--and the whole thing was created by Toby Whithouse, who wrote 'School Reunion' for Doctor Who and 'Greeks Bearing Gifts' for Torchwood, and it's just all so very adorable. And dramatic. Well, I'm sure they'd get better with the drama in time. But how can you not love a show with lines like this:
GEORGE: Right, what would you do if you won ten million pounds?
ANNIE (automatically): Buy Colin Firth.
And that is a werewolf and a ghost. ADORABLE. (Besides, I was lost the moment they used Rehab. I like shows that know how to use music properly.)
(Also it's actually got a good werewolf transformation sequence, which is not something that happens, ever, so it must be treasured when it does.)
They tried to make me go to rehab, but I said no, no, no...
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To reiterate, House: oh my god. That's got to be some kind of slash revolution, right there. Has that ever happened before? On any show? Praise be to the Lord for Doris Egan; she is as unto a deity herself. I am sure that something must be said for Leonard Dick, her co-writer, but Doris Egan is the one whom I know has spoken openly and approvingly of slash and fanfiction in general, and I was once at a panel of hers where she said that, during her time on Smallville, one of the producers once asked her if she knew if the "gay sex people" liked the show; there is no limit to the amount of props that can be given to this lady.
...also, if Amber is a metaphor for House, and Kutner asked her out, well. Well, I pay too much attention to these things. But I would not be surprised if Doris Egan's going for the Everyone Is Bi theory, given that one other comment in the episode. Which reminds me that I'm two episodes behind on Torchwood, but it's not my fault, I watch it with my parents and we haven't had a properly free evening yet. Perhaps this weekend.
On a related subject: I have discovered that I possess a certain kind of laugh which I have decided to term the Slasher's Cackle; it comes when one sees a direct reference to the gay in a TV show. Needless to say, it is a constant when one is watching Torchwood. A constant. As with the last episode of House, of course. In any case, it is a much clearer and sharper laugh than I usually have, perhaps because it is a much more joyous laugh than I usually have.
OH AND. SGA 4x15, 'Outcast'? Yes yes, John backstory, the simultaneous refutation and confirmation of fanon, that lovely bit with Rodney in the beginning, where the hell did Teyla go, all that jazz, but did John really show Ronon Blades of Glory? Why that movie, out of all the movies he could have chosen, did he pick the gaytastic ice skating movie? See the aforementioned Slasher's Cackle. And now, to bed.
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Juno: very sweet, even if the whole teenage sex thing made me vaguely uncomfortable (look, Michael Cera, you're nice and all, but...), and Ellen Page is freakin' adorable, and yes, that sure is some firecracker dialogue (even though, in my experience, teens don't actually talk like that), and Jason Bateman is kind of hot, even if reading Lolita has forever scarred my brain, leaving me incapable of looking at anything like that without thinking horrible horrible things. Although, in fairness, the movie seemed aware of this too. All in all, yes, very sweet, and even if it's got a bit of an anti-abortion message, at least the protester outside the clinic wasn't exactly portrayed as a bastion of wisdom. And now I want the writer to get Best Screenplay in whatever form the Oscars will be this year, because 1) a first-time screenwriter and ex-stripper getting an Academy Award? Awesome, and 2) an Academy Award going to a woman named 'Diablo Cody'? Additionally awesome.
Second episode of the Sarah Connor Chronicles: yeah, so, I can't hear the phrase 'Tin Man' without thinking of, well, Tin Man. That made for some mild distraction throughout the episode. Other than that, Summer Glau is still very pretty. I haven't seen anything that makes me actively revile the show (and in fact I'm rather enamored of its women-as-protectors message), so I shall continue to watch it.
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House of Games: it is a movie by David Mamet. I am told that he is an interesting fellow. Before this, I had only seen his State and Main, which is awesome, awesome dark romantic comedy satire with several of the best actors in the business. House of Games is not like that. Well, yes, it does have good actors, but I don't think I've seen anything most of them have been in. And I suppose you could describe it as dark. I do not think you could describe it as romantic or comedic or satirical or, actually, any one-word descriptor at all, other than perhaps 'what?'. It's not difficult to understand, once you grasp the basic premise, and it's certainly not a bad movie, but it's rather...it's rather the sort of movie you would expect an 'interesting' director to make. Yes. That sounds about right.
It's also the kind of movie that makes me think about what I would have done if I'd written the movie; in this case, it mostly consists of "well, my movie would be much more entertaining and kind of sweet and satisfying and not any kind of a mindfuck at all and the characters would express actual emotions and it would have background music, dammit," which makes me realize that I am probably not an 'interesting' writer, but I don't really mind, because that means I can write stuff that can be enjoyed on levels beyond the intellectual, which...House of Games can't, really. The ending is satisfying but somehow not quite as satisfying as it should be, and it's impossible to like any of the characters (mostly because the entire point of the female lead is that she's calm and tamped-down and inexpressive and the entire point of the male lead is that he's so slick you can't get enough of a grip on him to figure out if you like him or not), and there is practically no background music, which is always a sign of an 'interesting' movie. And it is interesting, but it's not much else, and also it feels vaguely sexist and the male lead's hair just bugs the fuck out of me. Don't slick it back, man! I know you're Italian, but don't slick it back like that, my deep-set hair prejudices cause me to dislike you even more than I already would.
On the other hand, after seeing this movie, I am totally going to add "having sex in a stolen hotel room" to the list of Things a ConfidenceMen!Petrellis AU Might Include. Because, really. You know it would.
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