On the stroke of midnight
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petroniaSo I may have been reduced to writing Depeche Mode slash, but Neil Gaiman is writing Narnia slash. So... actually, I'm not ahead of the game at that. Darn.
Promethea is amazing. It's Alan Moore I follow, grosso modo off-and-on, but the visuals are just... wow. What they've done with the découpage: those Ancient-Egypt-by-way-of-Art-Deco layouts. The typography alone fills my brain with metatextual buzz. I know the references are intentional, and it'd sound right smart if I could rattle them off, but I'm hard put to translate them into words. It's like all my dad's vintage pop/pulp illustration collections reassembled into one construct.
(When I browse it's images first, thesis of text second, and then I start paying attention to details like names - if at all. ^^; Some weeks ago I was tremenjously amused to run across an article on Sir Ian McKellen's site regarding a celebrated '69 production of Edward II that I'd actually read about in one of the household books. No recollection that it mentioned Ian McKellen in the title role, but then I dug the text up and of course it did. The thing I did remember was that the fella they got to play Gaveston was rather dishy - photo, y'see.
Speaking of which (household books), came across a copy of Chansons de Bilitis the other day, in a locked cabinet in a furuhonya on Saint-Laurent - not Pierre Louys, but David Hamilton. Though there was also an old edition of Louys in the same cabinet; evidently the special bookcase. Briefly calculated how much it would freak out the cute oniisan at the counter if I asked to buy the former for my dad and the latter for me, but lack of ready cash removed that particular temptation. Oh vell.)
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fyredancer has apparently also being reading Cerulean Sins, which inspires me to return to my drabble-delayed gripe.
I used to read Laurell K. Hamilton for the guns and the supernatural police-procedurals, you know; thought those were pretty neat. It now transpires that I have to read her for booty. Normally this would not be a problem - does this look like the face of someone who says no to vampiric bishounen? - actually, that there is the problem. Anita spends the majority of her time saying no to vampiric bishounen, or angsting about not being able to say no. Don't make me come over and smack you, LKH. If you're going to turn a perfectly competent, likeable and kick-ass heroine into a Mary Sue, then for the love of small daisies don't be half-assed about it. As it is the series always felt vaguely like a V:tM campaign, but now it feels like a V:tM campaign run by fanboys who've died unshriven, and have been condemned to an eternity of using character sheets drawn up by Higuri Yuu. Half of it is Teh Ghei, or Teh Happi Omnisexual Polyamory rather, and the other half is desperately trying to stamp the first half out. And yes, I know Anita's most glaring fault has always been that she's a stick-in-the-mud American Puritan. It's just that the effect on the storyline worsens the more boys she collects. Per typical LKH book the heroine gains a weird power, the world gains a pretty - and this installment has got to be in the teens.
...Steady or not, Puritan or not, who in tarnation could possibly not want to see Jean-Claude and Asher in bed together? That's just ridiculous. Reanimate Strom Thurmond and he'd have to think twice before answering. ...I'm done.
Promethea is amazing. It's Alan Moore I follow, grosso modo off-and-on, but the visuals are just... wow. What they've done with the découpage: those Ancient-Egypt-by-way-of-Art-Deco layouts. The typography alone fills my brain with metatextual buzz. I know the references are intentional, and it'd sound right smart if I could rattle them off, but I'm hard put to translate them into words. It's like all my dad's vintage pop/pulp illustration collections reassembled into one construct.
(When I browse it's images first, thesis of text second, and then I start paying attention to details like names - if at all. ^^; Some weeks ago I was tremenjously amused to run across an article on Sir Ian McKellen's site regarding a celebrated '69 production of Edward II that I'd actually read about in one of the household books. No recollection that it mentioned Ian McKellen in the title role, but then I dug the text up and of course it did. The thing I did remember was that the fella they got to play Gaveston was rather dishy - photo, y'see.
Speaking of which (household books), came across a copy of Chansons de Bilitis the other day, in a locked cabinet in a furuhonya on Saint-Laurent - not Pierre Louys, but David Hamilton. Though there was also an old edition of Louys in the same cabinet; evidently the special bookcase. Briefly calculated how much it would freak out the cute oniisan at the counter if I asked to buy the former for my dad and the latter for me, but lack of ready cash removed that particular temptation. Oh vell.)
fyredancer has apparently also being reading Cerulean Sins, which inspires me to return to my drabble-delayed gripe.I used to read Laurell K. Hamilton for the guns and the supernatural police-procedurals, you know; thought those were pretty neat. It now transpires that I have to read her for booty. Normally this would not be a problem - does this look like the face of someone who says no to vampiric bishounen? - actually, that there is the problem. Anita spends the majority of her time saying no to vampiric bishounen, or angsting about not being able to say no. Don't make me come over and smack you, LKH. If you're going to turn a perfectly competent, likeable and kick-ass heroine into a Mary Sue, then for the love of small daisies don't be half-assed about it. As it is the series always felt vaguely like a V:tM campaign, but now it feels like a V:tM campaign run by fanboys who've died unshriven, and have been condemned to an eternity of using character sheets drawn up by Higuri Yuu. Half of it is Teh Ghei, or Teh Happi Omnisexual Polyamory rather, and the other half is desperately trying to stamp the first half out. And yes, I know Anita's most glaring fault has always been that she's a stick-in-the-mud American Puritan. It's just that the effect on the storyline worsens the more boys she collects. Per typical LKH book the heroine gains a weird power, the world gains a pretty - and this installment has got to be in the teens.
...Steady or not, Puritan or not, who in tarnation could possibly not want to see Jean-Claude and Asher in bed together? That's just ridiculous. Reanimate Strom Thurmond and he'd have to think twice before answering. ...I'm done.
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Date: 2003-07-10 05:23 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-07-10 06:29 am (UTC)I mean, I'm American, and I considered it to be sex. *le sigh*
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Date: 2003-07-10 06:49 am (UTC)It would at least be marginally less annoying if Anita being dumb about sex didn't land any of the other characters in trouble, but. *shrugs* I liked the other guy's theory that she sleeps around because she's afraid of commitment, though, that was rich. "No, it's called being dragged kicking and screaming into taking advantage of your glaring opportunities, because you don't have the sense God gave a gnat."