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Haven't posted on DW for a while! (Did make a couple of posts on LJ.)

Not holding myself to this on a weekly basis, clearly, but it's still a useful exercise when there's something to report.


* Close to finishing The Old Ways: A Journey On Foot. This was my main reading during the holiday season -- an Indigo staff pick obtained on a whim while buying presents. ("Oh, this is Glen's pick," said the cashier. "I want to read Glen's pick!" "Is Glen very outdoorsy?" I asked. "Well, he's one of our managers and a bit of a hippie.") Highly recommended, though if you're as sedentary as I am it will make you feel like pre-Adventure Bilbo Baggins. In fact it makes one realize Tolkien didn't just make up all that mysticism of the road going on and on, he was writing a value set he would have expected his original readers (adult, if not child) to be able to contexualize easily... Tezuka Kunimitsu would enjoy this book.

* Read Red Dragon, since I've never watched either of the film adaptations. Actually, I've never read any of the Thomas Harris novels. )

I will probably read Silence of the Lambs after? I did watch the movie, but I never felt like I got it. Like there seems to be some "holy shit" thing that people get from this story or character interaction that never struck me. Regular people treat this canon in a really fannish way, yanno?


* Her. This is one of those movies where you will quite likely watch a different movie from the person who accompanied you into the theatre, depending on your respective attitudes toward gender relations, technology, alternate visions of LA that look more like Shanghai (+commuter trains -black people), and so forth. I will say that a full decade after Lost In Translation, one finally feels like one has both sides of the Spike Jonze-Sofia Coppola marriage story.

* Sherlock S3. Cut for vague spoiler. )

* Hannibal, earlier in the month, obviously. I keep thinking, maybe once they finish season 2 or whatever they'll publish a cookbook. XD;;; Someone on Douban wrote one of those insta-classic reviews that was just a massive cookery treatise on the preparation and consumption of the longpig, in traditional Chinese. (Rather, classical references are to the "two-legged goat". #themoreyoulearn)
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1) Other than wrapping "20/20", I uploaded the rest of my Prince of Tennis fic to AO3, reorganizing them somewhat in the process. The first of the lot is fully 10 years old. Good grief. I was 23 writing stories about what it might feel like to be 33. Now I am nearly 33, but it's less help than you might think since I've had a very different life from what I envisaged for the characters, who meanwhile in the ever ongoing manga are probably still about 15 (behaving in most respects like 18-20, but still).

2) Saw Catching Fire, American Hustle, and The Desolation of Smaug when they respectively came out, but little else in the way of new movies over the holidays. (Links are to Tumblr reviews.) Watched Steve McQueen's Hunger and a bunch of Netflix randomosity while catsitting for my sister.

3) Caught up on Hannibal-the-TV-series; will probably be done with the first season by tonight. It still operates with a weird believability gap, for me -- too many OTT serial killers for realism (or Baltimore), too much psychiatry and forensic work for outright phantamasgoria -- but if I give Bret Easton Ellis a pass as horror-fantasy this certainly deserves the same. I suspect I would be more comfortable if the series were supernatural, like if the evil deer were a shikigami, Sakurazukamori-style, rather than a metaphor/Victorian brain fever. Then I would know where I was at. XD;;

...CLAMP, eh. In retrospect, few people have written as fine a sociopathic serial killer story as Tokyo Babylon, if you choose to take that perspective on it. Young ladies and ultra-violence etc.

4) Sororial unit did a wizard thing with Chrome add-ons and Apple TV so we could hack into the iPlayer, and have accordingly watched S3E1 of Sherlock. Enjoyed it with the usual quibbles, spoiler cutting all other commentary as I know what's good for me. XD )

5) Watched the Doctor Who 50th anniversary special, which makes me only drastically behind rather than unutterably behind. Enjoyed but thought it worked better as setup for upcoming plot than as fan-service candyfloss, which is what multi-Doctor stories are supposed to be IMO. Furthermore it was awkwardly obvious that this was envisaged with Nine as part of the story (imagine how much better Billie's role would have worked). Must confess I do not umm actually understand how *spoiler* is supposed to differ from the status quo delineated in Ten's last couple of seasons, but agree that this is the right time in the arc of NuWho-as-a-whole to do *spoiler* regardless of what the nonsense explanation is. Now watch Moffat not actually delve into the obvious plot in S8 just to spite me. I maaaay cover off S7 if I find the time.
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1) Hey, look! [personal profile] melannen wrote a story about Dr. Watson having a psychic wolfbond! (I woke up this morning and realized I was apparently extremely confused and attributed the story to the wrong author??) (I know this is kind of like, "I thought Dr. Watson was the psychic wolfbond," but the story addresses this.)

...This is ACD-flavour, but there are a helluva lot of animal soulbond stories in Sherlock fandom; it's what genderswap was at one point to ST:AOS. I don't really have an explanation. Or rather, I think genderswap makes a meta-point about ST:AOS, but maybe Conan Doyle fans are just prone to liking animal soulbond stories. It's one of the nicer things that could be said of a fandom, I feel. XD

2) The Honourable Schoolboy: TTSS is not at all in the same style as Le CarrĂ©'s early novels, which didn't surprise me. It does surprise me that this one isn't in the same style as TTSS, because it's a direct sequel. But it's like the dude abruptly discovered The Satirical Omniscient (I am thinking of a 19th century writer, but I'd be bullshitting if I named one), and wielded it, unmastered, like a golf club if not a sledgehammer - not refined to an icepick yet, I mean - rambling on and on about "colour" characters I am not 100% convinced I ought to care about. They'll return later in the book... probably. Meanwhile, George Smiley is onto a phase I recognize with cold horror, namely that after you drop the bomb and turn in your report, they make you manage organizational change. Cut for mildly spoilery character hilarity. )

Anyway. Much of this takes place in Hong Kong (Tufty Thessinger is still alive in bookverse, if sidelined) and I'm kind of hoping it doesn't turn out to be the "Blind Banker" of the trilogy... but now that I've said it, etc.

Niggling movie details )

** It would be ridiculous because that would mean movie!Circus was built to the exact same layout as the clerks' office in Arthur Conan Doyle's story "The Naval Treaty". AND WE ALL KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE NAVAL TREATY.
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Since I know I have to get out of here in 1/2 hour and I won't have time to answer them all XD; (work has been insane today, but at least I have had some good $$$-related news *ahem*). Questions asked by [personal profile] ayalesca.

1. your imagining of anime genderswap sherlock :DDDDDD

Read more... )

2. fashion/personal style

Read more... )

3. favorite alcoholic drinks

Read more... )

4. places I need to go if I ever hit up Montreal

Read more... )

5. favorite tropes in fiction, all forms of (yeah I'm asking a lot of people this XD)

Part 2!

6. the next thing that you would like William Gibson to write

Read more... )

7. most surprising/counterintuitive thing you learned in business school

Part 2, again. XD;
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1) A fic rec:

Title: The Mystery of the Runaway Bride, by roane
Fandom: Doctor Who (S6) + Sherlock (between S02E01 and S02E02)
Rating: Gen
Words: 12087 (complete in 7 chapters)

Sherlock and John solve Donna Noble! The sign of a good DW/Sherlock crossover is that by halfway through chapter 1, you are already clutching your face with horror at something Sherlock has done.

2) While waiting for TTSS to download I watched this other movie with Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hardy in it, on the YTubes in its entirety, called Stuart: A Life Backward (a BBC thing I think). Tom Hardy was completely unrecognizable, and Benedict Cumberbatch was barely acting, in the sense that his protagonist could have been Benedict Cumberbatch for all the difference it would have made. It felt like Ono Natsume, and I still can't decide if it was aware of its own (potential? defused?) problematic-ness. I go on for a bit about this one, believe it or not. )

Anyhow these uhhh deontological meditations are extraneous to why I watched the movie, obviously. XD I am really very fond of Tom Hardy. It's the kitten story that made the rounds so long ago, I suspect. Never underestimate the impact of Tumblr. BBC!Tarr has the right psycho edge, as [personal profile] yumiyoshi pointed out, but Tom Hardy makes up for Le Carré's (lampshaded) lacuna, namely that Irina's decision to confide in Tarr makes no sense. Dude is evidently just as capable of playing total psychos so I think I am not committing an impact-for-intent fallacy, here.

3) Speaking of both deontological meditations and TTSS )

4) Top 3 confused reactions to TTSS-the-movie on Douban )

The Smiley-verse turns out not to be perfectly consistent - ages and responsibilities kind of slide around, I think Guillam stays forty-but-looks-way-younger for like 15 years. XD; Agatha Christie had the same problem with Poirot. I think everyone these days knows better than to start one's character off retired, because WHAT IF FRANCHISE?
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1) That was also fanfiction but not Katie Forsythe (the motto of the BBC Sherlock comm). I hope the Whedon Avengers movie is also like this, i.e. a Billy-Crystal-Oscar-skit-esque summation of the entire preceding year in fanfictional thinking.

2) Moffat and Gatiss would like you to know that if you insist on writing ridiculous D/s-verse AU scenarios, you should at least get some Word Of God on who is what.

3) The "canon references" in this one are basically the [profile] diggerdydum subject header approach, and I mean this in the nicest way (i.e. I LOLed). I hear you can already get a "geek interpreter" t-shirt.

(...I think I forgot to mention that that Gabaldon book contained toward the end the WORST groaner music pun of all time? Of all time!)

Cut for more specific HIGHLY SPOILERY meta thoughts on the ending )
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.........Guys, is it just me, or was that insanely good?
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Let me ask you the following question: can you imagine what it must be like to be Katie Forsythe right now?

Mind you, for all I know Katie Forsythe does not like the Ritchie!Holmes movies. She'd be well within her rights! Sometimes, Hollywood commits to a movie adaptation of your work only to warp it beyond recognition for no good reason. It happened to poor Susan Cooper, and at this vantage point Katie's stories certainly seemed more sparing on machine guns and bombings. But in the "someone else has paid upward of 100M$ for Robert Downey Jr. to star in my fan fiction" life goal sweepstakes, there are worse places to be than in a winners' circle with Joss Whedon.

...More seriously, the scriptwriters totally picked up on the same thing I picked up on when I re-read the Moriarty stories, which I'm not going to state because it is a spoiler! No, not the Greuze.

(And yes, I have crawled back just to write a comedy movie review. My major deadline passed today with flying colours, and I had a few hours of cheerful optimism before I realized I had THREE WHOLE DAYS in which to write my Yuletide story, since I'm hosting a party tomorrow.)
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(this one)

1. Jeebus, Cumberbatch, I enjoy chocolate martinis. I do not need aversion therapy; it does not constitute a problem. Please address this issue in future installments of Being Benedict Cumberbatch. Maybe in the upcoming season of Sherlock you can fall tragically off the lip of a chocolate fountain, and then Doctor Watson can rescue you, if you know what I mean.

2. Speaking of Martin Freeman, I have a working theory that the particular thing James McAvoy is good at is similar to the thing Martin Freeman is good at, which is to create in viewers this weird unshakeable pre-logical conviction that what you're seeing onscreen is A Real Person. It underlies the "character" layer, if you will - clay under fired lacquer - and does sort of bleed over between roles. I was thinking last night about the baffling-ness of Trek RPF and how the lead actors in AOS are really, really not like the characters they play**, but in XMFC... I'll have to think more about this. XD Anyway, this leads me to the obvious point of difference between McAvoy and Freeman, which is that a Martin Freeman character would have had a VERY different recovery from The Letter Mishap. I mean, up to where Briony interrupts them and it all spins to hell in a handbasket, I was sitting there like, is it just me or is this guy doing really well? That was an EPIC-level save, dudes.

3. EDIT -- forgot to ask: it is normal that there are a couple of fairly long scenes entirely in French, right? It's not that my copy is missing subtitles? XD;

4. EDIT2 -- the more I ponder the plot, the more I realize to my dissatisfaction that LORD PETER WIMSEY COULD'VE SOLVED THIS BITCH.

** Actually? Shatner is more like AOS!Kirk, and Pine is more like TOS!Kirk. I have no theories.
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But evidently I will keep thinking about this stuff until I get it out of my brain, so:

1) One appreciates the need for a deus ex machina go-to in fic, but when Canon says Mycroft is the British government, can he be like... less literally so? less comprehensively so?... Dudes, have you seen the British government lately? The more control over everything you cede Mycroft in fic, the more I derail mentally castigating a fictional character for shiz that's not even in the fic. It really cramps my style. Also, this is a fascist fantasy. So, yanno, examine that impulse and metaphorize it or put kink quotes around it or whatever, but you have to own it.

If you go back and read ACD!Holmes' explanation of what he meant by that phrase, he kind of makes Mycroft sound like... Wolfram Alpha. Or IBM Watson. A version thereof who belonged to a good club.

2) Mycroft/Lestrade is a crack pairing. We get that much. A lot of it doesn't have much light to shed on the canon. (It does shed light on issues in point 1, which I think is maybe why it exists - fandom unconsciously solving problems of its own creation.) I'm not invested in it, meaning that SHEER HUMOURLESS PEDANTRY is what motivates my annoyance when ppl say, "They don't even meet in canon!" Because: in the cap-C Canon version of BRUC, Mycroft goes to Lestrade first, and they show up at 221B together.

3) I have figured out what it is with White Collar. It's like this isn't the real series; the real series was the stuff that happened earlier, the cat and mouse game between Peter and Neal and their respective teams, romantic interests, underworld enemies... This is a fluffy speculative futurefic by someone who has a kink for collar devices.
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[Apparently untitled] by [ profile] wordstrings [Sherlock - Sherlock/John, Sherlock/violin, it's right on the page there]

I love the Paradox Suite like the next fangirl, but as an extreme interpretation - I'm more in the philosophical camp of "Sherlock is not a sociopath, just awkward, possibly improperly diagnosed in the past, and kind of a dick." (Also the camp of "Not neurotypical, but not conforming to any DSM-IV clinical diagnosis." (Also-also the camp of "Asexual doesn't mean not having sex. It doesn't necessarily mean having sex for cuddles, either.")) Unlike [personal profile] charmian, though, I've never fully lost my taste for sociopathic protagonists, so I have no problem reading these takes. XD;

Really I'm saving this link because the author hasn't reposted it anywhere. It can be read on its own, and there is very little sociopathy involved, bawling. Eventually, in my copious imaginary spare time, I'll draw up my top ten list of Violin Pieces Sherlock Performed In Fanfiction. ON 8TRACKS. (Probably to be topped by "Bad Romance". The explanation in that fic seemed perfectly sensible and Canon-conforming, not at all cracky.)
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A Dozen Different Hours
[ACD!Sherlock Holmes versus Lewis Carroll; Holmes/Watson; PG13 shading to R for drug use, crumbling boundaries of reality, non-explicit but genuinely creepy and pervasive intimations of child abuse shading to somewhat less-creepy criminal shota... okay, just call it an R]

[ profile] 221b_wonderland

In the event that you have always wanted your Holmesian h/c+UST to take place to a Kajiura Yuki soundtrack within the context of a steampunk goth-shoujo version of Alice in Wonderland, this is definitely the fic for you. Though it's still worth a read if the idea had not occurred for some reason. XD; In retrospect one wonders if the crossover's been done - it's sort of an ultimate throwdown between randomness and its opposite.

The thing about writers who aim for the, like, Portrait de Petite Cossette aesthetic is that they usually don't get past the set decoration. You know? But Wonderland has New Weird bone structure here. It seeps like ink into the crevices of Conan Doyle's London, and Holmes isn't the only one who goes slipstream (in canon Alice herself is a rationalist - one forgets it - alternately swimming with and against the undertow). In tenor and quality the result falls in a region bracketed by The Eight and The Shadow of the Wind (the library scene!). The plot gets away from the author toward the end, as far as I can tell**, but the fact that it holds together as an waking-hour investigation at all is something...... no right it is actually AN CASE not just Holmes' better living through chemistry ahaha. And she piles it right on: RPF, fourth-wall breakage, extensive passages of Childe Harold on which hinges Plot, j-rock bishounen. (Did I mention the library scene?) There are illustrations. I actually found this story via said illustrations, randomly surfing Devart, and have no idea why it doesn't seem to be better known. My best guess is timing, since it's ACD!verse and was published directly before ppl hared off after Sherlock.

** I have alternate theories for what happened but they're spoilery for the fic, of course.
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And that therefore there is no such thing as "too dumb to post" LOL

...Also I need more expressive icons.

The difficulty with writing in BBC!Sherlock, I think,** is that everything I have potentially in common with this dude is terrible. (Other than the neutral stuff, vis: I'm intelligent, I work as a consultant, I use a Blackberry. I acquired the latter two pretty much the same week I acquired the fandom, which is not even the creepy part.) It's hard to get rid of traits one picks up, or that get magnified - echoed - etched in - by writing characters. There was a recent interview with Johnny Depp in which he talked about how they were all of them inside somewhere, shoved in boxes, there to remain: Edward Scissorhands, Jack Sparrow. Donnie Brasco. Sweeney Todd. And that this was probably not an excellent thing, psychologically, cumulatively. Oh good, not just me, I thought. It's usually just the one or two quirks, but they're not temporary put-ons. I wasn't able to eat spicy foods before writing Fuji Shuusuke.

Temperamentally I'm much more Mycroft anyhow. The fanon Mycroft is an unheimlich cross between M, Beezus Quimby, and the Duchess Tremontaine++ (but don't be silly, Sabina, I hear you say: Mark Gatiss is always the Duchess). I am willing to cut him some slack, though, as my lovely 7-years-younger, much-more-musical, rather-less-suited-for-office-work sibling lives across town in a slightly dodgy bohemian apartment with her BFF, the blonde boykiller army cadet, and believe you me I hear much more about this from my mother than I would like. While the preceding is definitely "the creepy part", I can promise objectively that I am not at all inclined to be creepy about it, which makes me think that Sherlock must have had it coming wrt Mycroft's meddling, at least in the past. That makes sense, no? I mean, most people would need to do cocaine quite heavily just to attain dude's baseline for terrible decision-making, so imagine. The classic INT-WIS minmax strikes again.

** Other than how it's really not what I ought to be doing right now. And I'm not! Actually! ...I'm procrastinating by blogging.

++ I was aware, as one is, that Conan Doyle had been one of the inputs to the atmosphere of Riverside, but I wouldn't have extended that to the characters. And yet, the nudge turns out to be a small one, doesn't it? Weird. After deep cogitation I've determined this is because Alec and Richard never solve violent crimes, they just commit them.

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As some of you know, in between dealing with the Chinese visa office I have also been dealing with a mystery insect infestation in the parental flat orz||| haaa it's not all been negative, I will hereby list all the positive/interesting/fun stuff I have done/bought/experienced on this trip.

HAIR. I got my hair permed, for the first time since the early 90s AFAIK, because curls are the in-thing again (much less drastic than the 80s/early 90s Azn 'fro) and I want to be achieve more interesting hairstyles without having to use the blow dryer or other instruments with which I'm entirely inept. XD;

ARRRT. sculpture gardens )

China and India )

** "Tournament of Shadows" sounds kinda like a second-season ep of Sherlock, I thought, peering at the giant map... and then I clued in that must've been the original context for Sherlock Holmes kicking it with the Dalai Lama, bawling, it wasn't spaghetti monster nonsense on Doyle's part.

SHOPPING. prices have risen, Japanese and Korean designs are easily available in Montreal boutiques these days, and IMO it's fair to say the looks are less regionally distinctive... but it's also me. I realized recently that I'd accumulated a load of fussy outfits, and was in a mood for nothing but the perfect white cardigan and a new silhouette/hemline not yet adopted by fast fashion on masse. XD; Uniqlo outerwear )

The aptronymous Qipu Street )

Probably what I like best is my lime green poufy jacket XD the collection of attention-seeking outerwear only grows. It's depressing when one sees 9 out of 10 ppl wearing navy/grey/black all winter in the metro, yanno?

TBC: books, food, some music...
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Because if I end up dropping this or other WIPs only to pick up the threads a year later - or longer orz - I'm gonna need to know what my rationale was at the time. XD; THE VOICE OF EXPERIENCE.

The epic Baidu Knowledge thread on Holmes's virginity or lack thereof** SO RIGHT the sexuality issue: as far as I'm concerned you can write Sherlock Holmes as any orientation or kink you want and I'll buy it, as long as it's not normal. Wow that sounds wrong ahahahaaa. Basically 1) w/r/t the Greater Whatever I've been long baffled by the assumption that "kinda has a thing for Irene Adler" equates to "heterosexuality", accept or deny. I mean, in Victorian terms it's like saying a dude is PROVEN STRAIGHT because... he owns a signed photo of Lady Gaga... 2) w/r/t the BBC series I think ppl make their mistake in trying to pin him to anything definitive, when the point of the show is that dude's self-image, attitude vis emotional intimacy, etc. are all kinda in flux. In fact, the opportunity as such is to sidestep didacticism and present... not facts, surely, but... events?

** The plurality concluded he wouldn't be, if only because formulating theories without data is a no-no, right? Haaaa.

Class signifiers and Waughian real estate: I'm never very good with this? Lestrade is more middle class than in the original, I think, Watson is meant to be exactly the same but there's a sense in-fandom of subtle gestalt flying over American heads (or Asian XD;). I'm dead cert Harry is Big Law (it would explain a lot!). Meanwhile in ACD Holmes is minor gentry and all but not A VULCAN PRINCESS like he comes across here. I'm honestly not sure if he was pitch-shifted more or if the rest of England was... Weirdly enough I was reading Donald Thomas's pastiches (Greater Holmesian Whatever fanfiction being unrestricted to the Internets but seemingly a form of manna that blankets Chapters bookstore and local libraries with the first dew), and then I went on TUMBLR and someone [okay, Tom] had blogged about disruptive turn-of-the-century change in the British landowning classes due to the inexorable forces of comparative advantage pace Ricardo. XD; Actually I think it'd be cool if in this setup the Holmeses no longer owned some sort of massive fuck-off Brideshead-esque estate; the boys have both been but Sherlock lacks sentiment and Mycroft thought about it but ehh. It's American pop stars who live in the things these days, one sometimes gets the impression, the way English poets purchased Venetian palazzos in the first half of the 19th century. But that must depend on the region. XD;

So yeah: 1) Irene Adler is an American pop star, do you see the avenues of hilarity opening up, 2) honestly John I'm not sure you're Charles even, you might be the teddy bear.

Didn't someone already use "The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Living" as a fic title? If not I call dibs: another point of unintentional hilarity in VALL: Moriarty's Greuze. GREUZE. It's like. The semiotics pile up. Maybe the modern equivalent would be a very obvious Pre-Raphaelite? That a policeman wouldn't look twice at because it couldn't be anything but a reproduction. But no matter how ppl dig Waterhouse on postcards he doesn't actually speak to the flavour of the post-Modernist era, so I sat there thinking, what would a dude who wore Westwood suits and McQueen ties and in a past century would have splurged recklessly and publicly on a GREUZE collect, in this day and age? And then it came: Damien Hirst. XD; Primo the finances behind the skull are sorta mysterious and dodgy in RL, secundo IT IS A SKULL id est a redoubled layer of contrast/parallel (the first being Sherlock's not!Banksy association), tertio no one would credit you keeping a platinum diamond skull lying around on the mantelpiece, their eyes would skip right over it. Whereas a shark in a formaldehyde tank really couldn't be mistaken for much else but.

One can keep digging in this general direction: it gets better. (Collishaw's work is well worth investigation, by the by.)
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Finally finished this a couple of days ago! I don't know if it's as structurally similar to All Tomorrow's Parties as my memory makes it out to be (already the three books in the current trilogy have the same plot, what do you want XD;), but experientially that's how it was - leisurely zigzagging for 4/5 of the book, reveals and romantic resolutions for the last 1/5, tailing off on a quiet apocalypse undersold to the point of hilarity ("...wait did that just happen"). The prose is as always. Or no - one suspects Twitter has had a detrimental effect on Gibson's dialogue. XD; It's like one is getting a character-count-conscious shorthand version of each conversation instead of the sounds actually coming out of ppl's mouths.

Not very serious spoilers (Bechdel, penguins) )

It turns out Hollis is kind of a Holmes nerd, which is... not surprising. XD; Actually I kept thinking that a modern-day revamp of Col. Sebastian Moran should be something like an evil version of Garreth. (That isn't a null-set observation, is it?) I mean, that's basically how his thing with The Old Man is. XD; Though I re-read The Valley of Fear the other day**, which made me realize you're not actually given anything on Moriarty and Moran's working relationship other than Holmes's forensic accounting. And I can't remember anyone trying to complicate it, make it interesting, in derivative works... Mind you when you've got three out of four corners, which is basically the case in both current adaptations, you can proceed by inference for maximum punchiness.

In the same bookstore session I also read half of Let The Right One In (or Let Me In, as it's been translated per Hollywoodization), but stopped when I realized it would be LUMINESCENTLY DEPRESSING. G went to see the movie and said it was scarier, had better effects, but I liked the quiet observation of the original; the way it's not cued as a horror flick. Plus they took out the androgyny, no surprise.

** Sometimes it's good to have no memory - I found I had no idea what the resolution of the mystery was. XD;; Then skipped the Inevitable American Bit(tm).
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There is some proper nerdy conceptual stuff in there. Moffat and Gatiss talking about power balance in the Holmes-Watson relationship as a chain of command thing, for instance - ship's captain and ship's doctor (who overrules the captain on certain issues). Kirk and Bones. ...Aubrey and Maturin? One suddenly realizes this is its own instantiable class. Also, this made me ping that the BBC version of Dr. Watson is just like Bones with the ladies, although he probably doesn't hate the universe as much. It's not a usual thing, Bones's way with the ladies! I wonder. XD

Moffat really does state that Holmes is asexual,** and Eleven tends in that direction, although Ten doesn't. It finally crystallized for me today, reading a fic by [personal profile] dira on the topic of Jack Harkness and Aral Vorkosigan XD;; and thinking, what's interesting about this story is that Jack plays in it the same micro-role as his most effective macro-role in the Wmedia fanfictional multiverse i.e. vanishing mediator between the 1980s+ cultural mores/pressures that created slash and those of the Moffatian 50th century AD (as often happens, an object closer than it appears in the SF mirror)... So here you have Russell T. Davies, whose basic tendency (one of, at least) is to normalize - such that the companions are delicately delineated mundane archetypes with vivid mundane Earthbound support structures, and the Doctor himself is more human than he's ever been - and therefore his Gay Agenda(tm) is ppl who just happen to be, dotted here and there unremarked in the landscape; but subject to an unconscious normalcy bias nonetheless (m/m singles and couples, fewer f/f, trans and other nonexistent); whereas Moffat's basic tendency is to exceptionalize - Amy, at the point you meet her, is inherently special already - he is a het dude who on a really fundamental level does not see the world in a queer way or instinctively populate it with Muggle gays, but he will write characters whose sexuality are part and parcel of their extraordinariness: the omnisexual futurist (Jack and River), the asexual genius (the Doctor and Holmes); if he writes a trans or gender-fluid character in future I'd be less than surprised. Moffat's out in the double ring of the dartboard, IOW, where representation is a matter of pointing out that these options exist at all, rather than are not weird. But he's interested in them because they present as weird, to him.

** I suspect Gatiss is not ttly onboard, though he's careful to preserve a united front. XD; You can tell he picks and chooses which points to endorse outright in the commentary (and ahh debunks the whole Irene Adler romansu bit). Epigrammatically I'd say Moffat believes John is straight and Sherlock is asexual, and Gatiss believes John is bi and Sherlock is tsundere.
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Oh why not:

I bought this the other day because I couldn't remember reading these stories, although clearly I have at some point. XD; They're not as good as the first bunch but are possibly more fruitful, in the Moffat-Gatiss reduce-to-components sense: more trolling, more retreads, more narrational experimentation, more accidental(?) dark shit, more animal attacks, more moe, more terrible skience forgivable only if the Doctor's involvement had been hushed up.

Basically, I was writing this in 750words for wordcount purposes. )

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