Sunday, June 28, 2009

Buffy vs Edward (Twilight remixed)

Um. Oh yes.

[ mood | nostalgic ]
[ music | Brian Eno - A Clearing ]

Labels: buffy, feminism, twiglet, videos

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Monday, June 22, 2009

in which I prepare to embark on a journey with some new friends

Off to Paris for the week. For reasons a bit too convoluted for me to be bothered to go into at this time of night, bargain bin Martha Jones* and spacesuited!Ten are coming with me:

"Martha Jones!"
"Doctor! We're going to Paris! I can't wait to- er... why are you wearing a space suit? Oh no, has something diabolical happened to Paris's atmosphere?"

"No, nothing wrong with Paris's atmosphere, it's got bags of the stuff."
"Then why..?"
"Well, I'm the Doctor, I don't have to make sense. It's part of my charm."

"And anyway, when I take off the helmet-"
"Wow, so even Time Lords get helmet hair, then. And... you're looking a bit... over-exposed?"
"Don't worry, I'm not regenerating. I'm putting it down to wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff."

"Okay then, let's go to Paris! Hey, what's that?"

"Aha! That, Martha, is why I brought the helmet!"

"...Martha?"

Oops. I hope I can revive her before we leave.

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* Tip: When buying action figures in London, go to Forbidden Planet, not Hamley's. Hamley's is what's technically known as "a bloody rip-off". Also it has a gender-essentialist store layout. Ptoo.

[ mood | excited ]
[ music | Black Moth Super Rainbow - Season for Blooming ]

Labels: doctor who, hols, not exactly plastic winchester theater

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Thursday, May 21, 2009

Things beginning with S

So Star Trek was shiny and lots of fun (although personally I would have liked a few more female characters who weren't just there to be love interests/sources of angst for the men; thankfully I am not the only one), but it made me wonder where I'd heard Simon Pegg do a Scottish accent before, and then I realized it was in one of my favourite Big Train sketches:

The silliness! I LOVE IT.

Oh yeah, and then there was the SPN finale which had DEAD WOMEN EVERYWHERE! Slaughtered nuns and nurses stuffed in car boots and Ruby killed in a disturbingly sexual way and Lilith wearing the traditional SPN sacrificial white nightie! ARGH! And still I continue to love this show even though it constantly makes me feel like a traitor to my gender.

Stuff in no particular order:

Dean's gleefully wanton destruction of property and subsequent completely unsubtle guilty expression when Castiel turns up. He is five. ♥
I know EVERYONE'S said this, but: jacket clutching! ♥ ♥ ♥
OH. SAM.
In Sandman, when Lucifer left Hell, he buggered off to Australia and bummed around on a beach for a while, grudgingly admiring God's sunset work, and then he opened a nightclub in LA. Sort of want something like this to happen on SPN. Like, Lucifer's all, OH BUGGER THE APOCALYPSE FOR A GAME OF SOLDIERS I JUST WANT A HOLIDAY.
I LOVE that Dean broke the first seal and Sam the last. And now they are equally matched in their guilt and self-doubt.
I thought at first that it was the angels who had altered Dean's phone message, because they SO WOULD, but rewatching, Ruby's smirk when Sam listens to it seems to suggest otherwise. We are going to get some closure on that, aren't we? Sam is going to find out what Dean really said, yes? Fic, glorious as it is, will only satisfy me so much.
I sort of want the spin-off Chuck and Castiel Show. Chuck would be going "Don't look at me like that, man. I can't write when you're looking at me like that. God I need a drink. Do you eat pizza? I think I have some leftover somewhere..." and Castiel would be all *headtilt*. Yeah, I dunno. Needs some work.
It's interesting that Zachariah is constantly trying to lead Dean into temptation.
God has left the building? Why is no one writing SPN/Preacher crossovers? They are PERFECT for one another. Fallen angels, absent Gods, Vietnam vet dads called John, Western themes, towns called Salvation, dog collars...
I'm so sick of the word "bitch" being flung around. More creative, less gendered insults please! And doesn't Sam calling Ruby a bitch at the end just seem horribly... inadequate? Evil Counselors and Deceivers go to the 8TH CIRCLE OF HELL Sam!
Part of me is gleeful that Ruby was playing the long con, the rest of me is pre-emptively wearied by the idea that this will allow the more misogynistic elements of fandom to feel justified in hating her. I've already seen too many icons taking pleasure in her demise.
I do quite like the poetic justice of Ruby dying by her own knife, though.
Extreme close-ups a-go-go! I liked the sense of claustrophobic tension this lent things, much like last season's finale. I also liked all the push focusing.
Next season: Hugging! Flaming swords! Zacharia gets his! Apocalypse! Hugging!

In conclusion: PILLOW FORT.

[ mood | sore ]

Labels: ficrecs, squee, star trek, supernatural, videos, women

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Monday, May 11, 2009

Mark Kermode reviews Star Trek

The whole thing is worth watching, but my favourite bit is about 5 minutes in when he casually mentions the existence of Kirk/Spock fanfiction, not in a "oh those crazy (women) fans" sort of way, but in order to support his argument that at its core, Star Trek was and is about the relationship between those two characters.♥

[ mood | happy ]

Labels: films, slash, star trek, the joy of mark kermode, videos

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Wednesday, March 04, 2009

"I hope she dances better than she welds, I mean look at that, her mix is all to cock"

Yeah, so, apparently, explaining maths to ten-year-olds fills me with an intense and geeky joy (prime factorization! Divisibility rules! Simplifying fractions! It's all so very cute); I'm still not convinced I would make a good teacher though - I am rubbish at asserting my authority.

Um. THIS. This may actually be the definition of win. Robert Webb in a SHINY LEOTARD, with BOOBS and MAKEUP and 80s HAIR, doing Flashdance, and pwning pretty much everything ever:

I just. I can't stop watching it and giggling. He's so game - it's marvellous.

[ mood | geeky ]

Labels: comedy, gainful employment, geekery, maths, shiny leotard of win, teh funnee, videos

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

He also convinced me to watch "Basic Instinct 2" and "Cannibal Women in the Avocado Jungle of Death"

See, here's the thing with Mark Kermode: I have never in my life had a desire to see a Nazi-ploitation film, but I watch his review of The Reader, wherein he references the work of "classy sleazy film-maker" Tinto Brass and now... I sort of have a desire to see a Nazi-ploitation film.

I mean, Salon Kitty still sounds kind of appalling, just... interesting and appalling now.

[ mood | confused ]