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Feb. 10th, 2012 12:53 pm1) I think I forgot to mention this anywhere on LJ/DW, but I'm now writing regularly for The Singles Jukebox. (I suspect I immediately typecast myself as The One Who Knows Way Too Much About J-Pop.) It's been going better than I thought it would, in every way: the Jukebox covers a wider variety of releases (geographical and stylistic) than I'd assumed from occasional forays into the front end, more of that new music is listenable than I'd feared from the state of commercial radio and indie, and I turn out to have more opinions about it than I'd ever have imagined. Or maybe I've just hit the point where non-fiction comes really easily, I dunno. I just don't think I would have been able to do something like One Week One Band, or 5-10 singles blurbs a week, several years ago. Maybe it's a honeymoon period but it doesn't quite feel like that, either. XD
2) Went out and bought Gibson's Distrust That Particular Flavour! It's not a large book, and I was prepared to have read everything in it already (I'm both stannish and distrustful enough of media web site longevity to want an actual hard copy). Was pleased to find that I hadn't. I really could have finished reading it in less than two hours, though.
3) Downloaded RocknRolla and watched that, mostly because We On This Here Blog have arrived at the point in the intertextual conversation where we couldn't avoid it any longer (by we, I mean me). Like, it's Ritchie so I was aware it would have deeply-set, difficult-to-pinpoint pacing flaws, and irritate me with increasingly refined iterations of gay chicken, because really? Really? Mind you, I think some of that is a kind of pro-active borrowing of vocabulary, so to speak, because dude lacks a native vocabulary in context to express relationships between straight guys. That's my intuition of the intent, I can't prove it (and I'm being generous). My intuition of the impact is that the thing ends up a goddamned BL light novel. It's like sitting bound in a chair for two hours having Guy Ritchie of all people whack your moekink buttons repeatedly with a cricket bat. I knew it would be, which is why I was avoiding it. I will say that if one had a problem with feeling sorry for Jim Prideaux, this movie actually helps. A lot.
( An observation regarding Tom Hardy characters (list in progress) )
2) Went out and bought Gibson's Distrust That Particular Flavour! It's not a large book, and I was prepared to have read everything in it already (I'm both stannish and distrustful enough of media web site longevity to want an actual hard copy). Was pleased to find that I hadn't. I really could have finished reading it in less than two hours, though.
3) Downloaded RocknRolla and watched that, mostly because We On This Here Blog have arrived at the point in the intertextual conversation where we couldn't avoid it any longer (by we, I mean me). Like, it's Ritchie so I was aware it would have deeply-set, difficult-to-pinpoint pacing flaws, and irritate me with increasingly refined iterations of gay chicken, because really? Really? Mind you, I think some of that is a kind of pro-active borrowing of vocabulary, so to speak, because dude lacks a native vocabulary in context to express relationships between straight guys. That's my intuition of the intent, I can't prove it (and I'm being generous). My intuition of the impact is that the thing ends up a goddamned BL light novel. It's like sitting bound in a chair for two hours having Guy Ritchie of all people whack your moekink buttons repeatedly with a cricket bat. I knew it would be, which is why I was avoiding it. I will say that if one had a problem with feeling sorry for Jim Prideaux, this movie actually helps. A lot.
( An observation regarding Tom Hardy characters (list in progress) )
