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We do like making cop shows about tiny police teams in random English towns or out of the way corners of the UK.

I mean, Morse? Which spawned two whole sequels in Lewis and Endeavour. How many years has that been going now? More episodes than actual crimes in Oxford I'd wager. There's my late favourite Case Histories - one slightly depressed guy solves crime in Edinburgh. Admittedly this is a bigger city, but still not a massive one, nor were the crimes particularly epic in scope. My new fave, Shetland, which has managed to finagle some Glaswegian gang/drug organised crime in the latest series. But seriously. SHETLAND. Not exactly the hotbed of criminal mayhem. The first eps were basically 'my aunt killed my nan.' I haven't seen it, but Vera is based on books by the same author - dramatic criminal escapades in... rural Northumbria. Jonathan Creek living in a windmill in Sussex. Midsomer Murders set in the "picturesque but deadly villages of the fictional county of Midsomer," according to wiki. Then there's Miss Marple of course, I mean how many American cop dramas star little old ladies?

I'm not saying they're all like that. Cop shows are a scheduling staple, so of course there's been a lot over the years, but I can't name a single American show, (or Scandinavian dark-and-gritty import) that has that same small scale/small stakes feel. Plus we don't do the whole - Acronymed team of dramatically good looking people solve dramatic crimes. Mostly it's just. One middle aged white dude/dudette, plus a couple of medium-attractive sidekicks, solve slightly interesting mysteries.

Shetland is great tho.
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Pride & Prejudice and Zombies.

It was actually exactly what I needed. Ladies in pretty dresses stabbing things, fighting zombies and rescuing men. The entire thing was insane, plot doesn't hold up worth a damn, but it was fun and tongue in cheek and sort of comforting, in a ridiculous, bloody sort of way.

Cut for spoilers ... do P&P spoilers even count nowadays? )

Oh, also? Darcy's greatcoat is made of leather. Yeah.

It really made me want a Temeraire movie/tv series - for that, Regency AU feel, plus awesome women and a critique of Britain's colonial history. Talk about high concept. Napoleonic wars, with dragons. Why has no one made that yet?
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So that was the busiest weekend in forever. I have to sleep all of the week to recover.

Cosplay question )

Talking about fannish stuff. I feel Earthcam should be used for some sort of massive, international, fan extravaganza. Don't ask me what, I don't know, it just seems too futuristic and cool/creepy and invasive, not to use. That or some sort of world-wide spygame, IDK.

Does no one make wallpapers any more? Where are all the graphics makers at? Still on LJ? Did all those elite icon comms cause the fandom to implode or something?

I've decided to buy myself a birthday present, )

Listening to Tegan and Sara's new album (via [personal profile] calvinahobbes I think?). And then I was scrolling my flist and "I'm not your hero" came on while I was reading [personal profile] amaresu's post with this icon:
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Please rec me: Plotty racebending and genderbending fic. )
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Pantomime season. Oh joy.

As far as I know this is a peculiarly English Christmas tradition, but do correct me if I'm wrong. (Oh no it isn't... Oh yes it is...)

I don't often go to Pantos, though I did take the little ones last year and they loved it, as most small children do. But I'm working this one which kinda means I have no choice but to go. Opening night was tonight. It was full of that heady opening night vibe. Also full of those opening night fails (the octopus, it neither octoied nor... pussied. ahem.)

I've been reading a lot of PTSD H/C over the Technical rehearsal (because Follow Spots have fuck all to do during the Tech. other than sit in the dark and get bored). Specifically ones where the protagonist is so screwed up they have no idea how normal social rules work and are constantly expecting the worst. I wonder if it's because I'm super nervous at work and everything is new to me, compared to all the regulars, who've been there forever and know the place through and through. At least in fic I can point to the characters and say, well, they had it waaay worse than me and they turned out JUST FINE. BREATHE NEMO. KEEP BREATHING. IT'S ALL GOOD. SEVEN MORE WEEKS OF THIS SHIT AND YOU'LL BE OLD HAT TOO.

Also, likely a result of all that fic, I now want to write an Avengers theatre AU. COME ON IT WOULD SO WORK. Clint is always hidden up in the bridges doing Follow Spot. No one sees him, but he always sees you. (Yes, Clint is generally the hero of PTSD fic and yes I've possibly been self-comparing a little too much.) Also my boss' calm voice over the cans just made me think of Coulson the whole time. Nothing seems to faze him, it's awesome. And Natasha would be his second who was operating the show and the Clint/Natasha/Coulson Electrician threesome would be this triad of awesome and competence and win. And Thor would totally be the constantly upbeat Stage Manager, and the Warriors Three are all stage crew and they use their mighty strength to shuffle through scene changes like magic. Plus we all got issued those head torch thingies, and when you wear them round your neck, it lights up your chest like an arc reactor. So that's Tony, the Sound whizz, who they get freelance and he's super difficult to work with but he's also a sound ninja and all the cues go off exactly at the right time and nothing ever malfunctions because he's just that good

And okay so I'm not really sure where Bruce goes, because 'impossibly angry when stressed' isn't really conducive to a high-stress theatrical environment. And then there's the Loki question -- I don't really want him to be the baddie, because a Loki style baddie doesn't really line up with real life style baddies. (The 'Evul Council' translates much better to 'incompetent Director' or 'meddling managerial staff' or something.) Though it would be loltastic if 'Loki' was the villain in the show and Loki the actor was actually Thor's, really quite nice, younger brother.

Seven more weeks, man, this fic bunny may become the only thing keeping me going.

ETA:  Yeah I've locked and unlocked this at least thrice now. I can't decide if there's any chance someone from work might read it. There's no chance, right.... right?
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I'm home for another two days, it's great to see everyone, and I'm loving being cut off from anything work related and unable to do anything but chill. It's good being in the family rythym and getting early nights, my body's thanking me, the persistent headache from the past week has all gone. The weather is cold and grey and blustery, but I'm enjoying it since I can leave it all behind. I've restocked on earl grey and cocoa (cannot find any cocoa in Barcelona, it's weird). Have also filled my suitcase with clothes, gonna have a heck of a time transporting all my stuff to the new place. I have decided I am going to be a shinier and more fashionable person from now on, no more ratty old boring clothes, I will be SMART, CHIC and ELEGANT. Or at the very least I will wear less grey. I even have make up, of both the made and up variety. This is a milestone for me, I am being initiated into the mystic feminine arts of putting paint on one's face.

A bought us all presents, which was adorable of him since we don't actually celebrate Christmas. Admittedly they were all presents that he'd like to get - films and music, but it's the thought that counts. My present to myself was a netbook, with stellar timing since my laptop gave up the ghost on the first day back. I'm still getting used to the tiny thing, it is SHINY and TINY and other -iny words.

That's about it for the RL catch up, have a whole fuckton of saved up snippets. I'm blaming tumblr for the brevity, it's paring down my attention span. Any more of this and I'll end up on Twitter. THE STUPIDEST SOCIAL PLATFORM EVER TO STUPID.

All the things )
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NETSCAPE GUYS. Wow. Also it had some sort of hideous blue satin pattern background. And orange text.
Oh yes.

I have wasabi peas and black melon seeds. All is well in the world. )

Don't Stop, Just Dance by such_heights

So I may actually have to start watching Community. And whoever the Desi boy in it is, he's hot. This is groundbreaking. I don't tend to find Asian guys hot. Except for Shahrukh Khan, and I think that's more 'cos it's Shahrukh fucking Khan than anything else.

HAHA some of the poses he makes, they're so Bollywood I think I might die. PIC HEAVY. OBVS. )

Team/Family dynamics in fic. )
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Could be fun. With caveat:

I feel like I need a tag for films where women only exist as 'the mum' or 'the girlfriend'. Female characters free standing and important in their own right? PFF NO. THE WIMMINZ only matter if they are defined by their relation to THE MENZ.

[world of girlfriends] maybe?
/made it.

The entire set up is one where there cannot be equality. It's not a matter of, 'the female characters don't do shit' it's a matter of, 'these characters are not the same as these other characters' -- The standards, the set up, the parameters, the everything, it's an entirely different scale we're marking them against.

It's like having a film about these people and some pets, whose defining characteristic is being owned by these people. You don't say, OH the dog had a big role or OH the dog had a great character, because it's a fucking dog, it's not a person, it doesn't work that way.

That's what these, [world of girlfriends] films do to women. It's not that the characters fall short, it's that they don't even get the chance to try. They're not in the fucking race. The makers/writers make a choice to rate male narratives above female, it's intrisnically sexist. No matter what happens in the film, there is no way for it to be equal.

It doesn't feel pointed, in that you don't get the icky, Christopher-Nolan-oh-god-stop-fridging-your-women, feeling. You just get that more insidious, I-have-been-erased-from-this-picture, feeling.


My week with Marilyn
IDK if I'll watch it, but Eddie Redmayne sure is pretty, (even if his lips freak me out a bit). Can we have more of these CHEEKBONES English boys please? Or just cast him and Hiddleston in everything ever, I'd settle for that.

The Iron Lady
Right, because there's such a lack of old white ENGLISH actresses. Not that I'll be watching it anyway, because fuck Maggie. But still it's the spirit of the thing. (Though from the trailer at least the accent sounds fine, so there is that I suppose).

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