inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (mentalistchoyay)
1. I went on a massive Fringe-meta streak a few days ago (mostly here), enabled nicely by [livejournal.com profile] ignipes, who kept saying interesting things to spark me off. She then wrote a great post about Olivia Dunham which I recommend to anyone who was/is reluctant to watch Fringe based on their first impressions of her or things they heard other people saying back when it started (or interested in Olivia, or in female characterization on TV, or whatever). I was a little uncertain about Olivia when I started watching, too – so you can trust me when I say that I am REALLY HAPPY I got over that with some more watching. *nudges everyone in the direction of the pilot*

2. Isn't it disconcerting when you run across something and don't remember anything about it or where it came from? It's a bit similar to the feeling I get when going through old journal entries and thinking "Gosh, that's rather clever, but I don't remember saying it at all..." The case in point today are some old bookmarks linking to pictures of two thousand-year-old papyrus fragments with bits of The Odyssey written on (from Books 9 and 11, Book 11, and Book 17). I thought it might be from one of my classics courses, but the date says they're from the winter after sophomore year when I was withdrawn from school. My best guess now is that maybe a classics geek from my flist linked to them... They ARE pretty cool. They remind me of a school field trip to see the Dead Sea Scrolls, when I spent so long wandering through the exhibit that they had to send someone back in to find me because the buses were leaving. :D

3. Speaking of nostalgia, I would like to link (again) to this poll, which takes the cake as My Favorite Poll Ever, Fullstop. It makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. Go on, click on it; you won't regret it. :D

4. Oh, hey, did you guys notice that Lie To Me started again on Monday? SO EXCITED! Tim Roth was all terrible posture and intensity, Jason Dohring (aka Logan Echolls on Veronica Mars) guest-starred as a psychopath, and Brendan Hines and Monica Raymund spent the entire episode looking foxy in spite of Loker's terrible shirt (which he made fun of himself, oh, Loker). ♥
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (holmeswatsonnewspaper)
We went to a Hitchcock serial killer double feature tonight (Frenzy and Psycho). I found myself thinking of this Sherlock Holmes quote a lot during Psycho. Also, weirdly enough, during the old trailer for Alien they played, because the "In space, no one can hear you scream" tagline is rather bizarrely appropriate:

By eleven o'clock the next day we were well upon our way to the old English capital. Holmes had been buried in the morning papers all the way down, but after we had passed the Hampshire border he threw them down and began to admire the scenery. It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east. The sun was shining very brightly, and yet there was an exhilarating nip in the air, which set an edge to a man's energy. All over the countryside, away to the rolling hills around Aldershot, the little red and grey roofs of the farm-steadings peeped out from amid the light green of the new foliage.

"Are they not fresh and beautiful?" I cried with all the enthusiasm of a man fresh from the fogs of Baker Street.

But Holmes shook his head gravely.

"Do you know, Watson," said he, "that it is one of the curses of a mind with a turn like mine that I must look at everything with reference to my own special subject. You look at these scattered houses, and you are impressed by their beauty. I look at them, and the only thought which comes to me is a feeling of their isolation and of the impunity with which crime may be committed there."

"Good heavens!" I cried. "Who would associate crime with these dear old homesteads?"

"They always fill me with a certain horror. It is my belief, Watson, founded upon my experience, that the lowest and vilest alleys in London do not present a more dreadful record of sin than does the smiling and beautiful countryside."

"You horrify me!"

"But the reason is very obvious. The pressure of public opinion can do in the town what the law cannot accomplish. There is no lane so vile that the scream of a tortured child, or the thud of a drunkard's blow, does not beget sympathy and indignation among the neighbours, and then the whole machinery of justice is ever so close that a word of complaint can set it going, and there is but a step between the crime and the dock. But look at these lonely houses, each in its own fields, filled for the most part with poor ignorant folk who know little of the law. Think of the deeds of hellish cruelty, the hidden wickedness which may go on, year in, year out, in such places, and none the wiser. Had this lady who appeals to us for help gone to live in Winchester, I should never have had a fear for her. It is the five miles of country which makes the danger."
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches


Doyle could really bring the creepy when he wanted, huh? I remember it quite caught my attention. It's such an interesting inversion of the usual way people view crime in cities vs. suburban/rural areas – basically, that cities are wretched hives of scum and villainy, and the countryside is peaceful and quaint and polite. I prefer Holmes' view; human nature is human nature, good and bad, wherever you are, which means human crime doesn't go away when you add more trees. this became a much longer piece of meta; I went into this just planning to post the quote, but my brain just won't shut up... )

Comments and debate welcome! It's so boring to be completely agreed with, don't you think? ;)
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (fringerollercoaster)
So, I was responding to [livejournal.com profile] ignipes's recent reaction post to the end of Fringe S2, and apparently I had so much to say that I exceeded the comment character limit three times over. So I thought I'd roughly edit it into a post of its own, to share with the rest of you. (And maybe also because the more coherent formatting is good for my soul.)

Spoilers for EVERYTHING. :)

I keep it next to my gun. )

Thoughts? Counter-theories? Squee about how awesome are Olivia and/or Peter and/or Walter, Astrid, Nina Sharpe, Charlie, etc? :)
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (southlandlydiashotgun)
[livejournal.com profile] ethrosdemon has written a very interesting post about Southland, and issues of perception and being a storyteller when you're a woman.

it’s something new...—not a show made by men for women, but a show made by women for everyone (but mostly other women).

Southland isn’t a cop show so much as it is a digital, serialized piece of cinema verite about these certain human beings. I suppose I would compare it to The Hurt Locker, another work called "gritty" by men who then boggle that women were involved in making it. Here, the word "gritty" means that men think women don't comprehend complex emotions/aren't interested in seeing them in media/they're really surprised that women are subtle.

Not just that. Men don’t just boggle that women made it—they boggle because women made the work, and they can relate to it.
Very thought-provoking! I recommend reading. I've already gone and given my two cents, although it turned more into a quarter... *thumbs up*
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (holmeswatsonnewspaper)
One of the last things I did before leaving New York City and my college was return a bunch of library books. This grand undertaking involved three trips, several giant cloth shopping bags, and the assistance of my twin to achieve. I was most saddened by the necessity of returning a collection Dorothy L. Sayers essays, titled Unpopular Opinions. I'd only managed to work my way through two of the essays – "Aristotle on Detective Fiction," which rather awesomely uses Aristotle's Poetics to analyze the detective genre; I discuss the other essay further below.

Sayers is best known for her Lord Peter Wimsey detective novels from the 1920s and 1930s, which is how I was introduced to her work. In fact, it was the reason I even found Unpopular Opinions in the first place – I was having a crisis of faith, academia-style, and the best remedy I could imagine was a prompt application of Sayers' Gaudy Night.

It worked like a charm, with the bonus discovery of an entire two shelves of books that included Sayers' essays, plays, criticism, and collected letters. (I spent several hours sitting at a carrel doing good-parts-version re-reads of Strong Poison and Have His Carcase, and paging through her letters. Homework, what homework...) Anyway, I checked out Gaudy Night for a full re-read, and Unpopular Opinions for kicks. To give you an idea of why I mourned its loss, here's the book's opening:

"I have called this collection of fugitive pieces "Unpopular Opinions", partly, to be sure, because to warn a person off a book is the surest way of getting him to read it, but chiefly because I have evidence that all the opinions expressed have in fact caused a certain amount of annoyance one way and the other."

Who doesn't want to read a book starting off like that? In all seriousness, I adore Sayers' brain. She combines the intellectualism of an Oxford graduate with a refreshingly grounded, humanistic outlook on life, and a talent for effective and witty debate that she no doubt sharpened on friends like C.S. Lewis. The results make for great writing.

Anyway, I was reminded of the book for two reasons, the confluence of which led to my tracking down and buying a used copy of this (sadly out-of-print) book from a British vendor. 14-45 days shipping time, baby! But it's in great condition. :D?

Reason The First: my friend makes one little comment about feminism, and this is what happens )

Reason The Second: all roads lead to Holmes )

All right, that's enough of that. See what my brain does? One tiny comment in someone's comments and one current fictional obsession, and I end up writing all this and linking all over the interwebs. And I'm restraining myself here. *shakes head*
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (southlandcopcarbw)
I had a few things piling up in tabs, so here's some clean-up sharing:

1. Have y'all been reading Ben McKenzie's celeb guest blogs about Southland over at TVGuide.com? He's writing one for every S2 episode, and they're really quite good. He has a clear, direct style, gets his points across succinctly, and quite obviously understands what the show is trying to do, and what he's doing as an actor. I find them very interesting.

Entries for: 2.01 "Phase Three", 2.02 "Butch and Sundance", 2.03 "U-Boat"; all entries listed here.

2. I'm pretty sure most of you have read the AfterElton interview with Michael Cudlitz already, but have the link again. It's not the most highly intellectual interview out there, but is rather blessed with a practical, down-to-earth point of view that I enjoy.

I thought this exchange was of particular interest: short Q&A excerpt )

and then I tangent into Sherlock Holmes again, some more )
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (holmeswatsonnewspaper)
Judging by the utter lack of response to my post on the context Watson left out when he describing his time as an Army doctor (seriously, how lucky is that guy even to be alive, much less successful? And he makes for excellent h/c fodder...), I get the feeling I am alone in my obsession with Sherlock Holmes' historical context. But I will inflict this on you all anyway. :D

I'm reading an excellent book on mid-Victorian London (check out the limited preview on Google Books; the contents page alone is drool-worthy, and the writing is lively, engaging, and well-researched), and ran across this in the endnotes:
There is an intriguing story in the annals of the Bank of England relating to the sewers: the Directors had ignored an anonymous letter warning them of an imminent raid on the Bank's bullion, but they finally agreed to meet their informer, at night, in the vault where the bullion was stored. Sure enough, the miscreant emerged through the floor, before their very eyes. The Bank's records include – 'in May 1836, having reason to apprehend danger from our sewers, it was discovered that an open and unobstructed sewer led directly from the gold vaults down to Dowgate'. The informant, a working man who had heard of the plot while he was repairing the sewers, was awarded £800.
Does this remind anyone else of I can't believe I'm cutting for 119-year-old spoilers )
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (holmeswatsonnewspaper)
Last night, I saw Enemy At The Gates with Jude Law as a famous Russian sniper in the Battle of Stalingrad. Since it is way too depressing a prospect right now to think serious thoughts about a) WWII, b) the millions of people who died in that battle, c) all the characters who die in the film, or d) melodramatic adaptations of real events, I have some shallow ones for you all instead:

1. Very important observation, this one: Jude Law is a damn good-looking man, even when he's covered in dust/mud/blood/etc. (Maybe especially then, because it makes his eyes stand out all the more.) Also, I don't know how he did it, but he made his face look Russian. I'm not sure how that's possible, but somehow, he made it happen.

2. Rachel Weisz is a damn good-looking woman. I think I would like more films where she is a sniper, thank you. She's also exceedingly likeable; I have yet to see a film in which I didn't like her character, even when there were things I didn't like about the character. That's a great quality.

3. Holy shit, that one scene ). *fans self*

4. Ed Harris's character was a bastard, but I do love me a competent antagonist. I sorta wish that one spoilery thing hadn't happened ). But then again, I'm biased toward making villains a little sympathetic, thereby to make their villainy the more awful.

5. I admit...I am now left imagining Afghanistan-era Dr. John Watson. And it's not even all Jude Law's fault; the same thing happened to me after the "Bastogne" episode of Band of Brothers, because, well, Doc Roe (♥ he's my favorite!).

long tangent about Watson's self-narration and his time in the Second Anglo-Afghan War )

All right. I'm off! Katie and I are visting [livejournal.com profile] gingerwall for the next couple of days. I am leaving my laptop and bringing books. There will probably be drinking, movie-watching, and general town-painting of the crimson variety. \o/! We drive back in the day before our birthday (Wednesday the 10th), then [livejournal.com profile] claudiagray is in town on the 11th, and then SXSW STARTS ON THE 12TH WHOOOOOOO!

It's looking to be a good week, is what I'm saying. :D
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (sndanagraphics)
I've been seeing a lot of posts and discussions recently about writing female characters in fanfic. There are too many for me to address specifically, but it seems to boil down to what it always tends to in fandom: there are a lot of people out there, each with their own backgrounds and reasons and hang-ups and issues. Oh, fandom. And as usual, my reaction tends to be: whatever you do, it's usually a bad idea to let fear or anticipation of other people's opinions control your actions, especially when those opinions prevent you from creating things. Others' opinions expanding your worldview and inspiring you to take action is one thing; being guilted or pressured into action is something else.

wherein I ramble about writing women )

I wandered a bit there, but my point is this: IMO, there's no good reason not to write female characters, and lots of valid reasons in favor of the practice. If you do look at yourself and see that you don't, I think it's worth your while to try to figure out why. If you look around and see others not writing, try to understand that, too, rather than attacking them for it. I think stopping at "because it's fun to write men" isn't good enough. If it's "because it's fun to write these men," that works better for me – but there are very likely women out there with similar characteristics, so what's stopping you from writing them, too? These are questions well worth asking of yourself. What you do with the answers is your business (although please don't let fear or self-consciousness decide your actions), but at least try to understand it rather than being blithely righteous about doing it the way you always have.

Anyway, enough with the srs bzns meta portion, and on to the fun part! It's one thing to talk the blah blah blah, but allow me to demonstrate via fun with memes:

Give me a female character and a prompt (feel free to use any number of meme formats; give me someone you'd like her to have a conversation with, give me a pairing, a theme, a mood word, a situation – whatever you like!) and I will write you commentfic. Feel free to tell me a little something about why you like said character in your comment, if you wish, and I will try to tailor my ficlet accordingly. ♥
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (spncarheadlights)
I am rather invested in SPN this season. I got home from the party last night at almost 2:30am after waking up at 7am and being constantly on the move ever since, I spent a good chunk of time swapping my messed-up hard drive out for the one I replaced last summer (which my brilliant dad convinced me to keep, just in case), all so I could download and watch this episode, even knowing that I had to wake up this morning at 8am for class. (I got to bed around 5am.)

Represent, y'all.

Anyway, this started as a reply to [livejournal.com profile] thespatz's episode reaction, but I figured it was a post in its own right. And then I added some more stuff, so it really was one.

spoilers! )

I think that's it. Who knows, I may come up with more later. Or maybe I'll nap. I donated blood today, too, did I mention? I'm thinking that's a valid reason to skip pilates class. No wait! I can watch Criminal Minds now! Yay! *runs off* :D
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (spncarheadlights)
Hahaha, I totally just wrote waaaaay too much about this show.

SPOILERS regarding last night's SPN premiere:

Becky )

Winchesters On A Plane (and that Angel Dude) )

On A Shallower Note )

Okay, I probably have more to say, but I've got work to do (see previous post and OMG PLEASE HELP ME OUT) and not much time to do it. So that's it.
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (darkcarnival)
Can anyone point me to good meta about TV shows and horror films? Surely some fandom person must've written on the topic re: Buffy/Angel/Supernatural/The X-Files/etc. I'm planning to check out [livejournal.com profile] spn_heavymeta, but that's all I've got so far.

I'd appreciate it! :)
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (dscanadianhmm)
[Not really the point of this post, but I went completely insane today and cleaned the entire freaking kitchen (including washing all the dishes, mopping the floor, taking out the trash, and cleaning the stove, for fuck's sake), went to the store, and cooked a gormet fucking meal for dinner: tarragon chicken, steamed asparagus, candied carrots, French bread, white wine, apple crisp with cream for dessert. INSANE, I TELL YOU. But delicious insanity, at least. :D]

I was talking to my mom the other day about fandom, as I occasionally do. In this case, I was explaining some of the weirder subgenres that spring up -- wing!fic, genderswap, bodyswap, AUs, etc -- in particular always-been-a-girl fic, because I've been enjoying the hell out of [livejournal.com profile] idyll's always-been-a-girl!Bob fic (which I will once again say is awesome and everyone should read). Anyway, I babbled on about always-been-a-girl fic and the cool things you could do with examining gender dynamics. Then my mom did the "make an exemplary statement in summation to show understanding" thing, and it was TOTALLY AWESOME and I had to share. Because she said:

"Right, like always-been-a-girl Clark Kent."

And I said "...OOOOOOH."

Because that's a REALLY COOL IDEA, OKAY? It's different from Supergirl, or Wonder Woman, or any other superheroine, because Superman is the iconic hero. And what if he'd been a she? Can you imagine? I mean, besides the effect it would've had on the story itself, Superman is such a powerful figure that it would've actually changed the world, I think. What if the original superhero had been a superheroine? What if all the super-powered women who followed weren't just considered slightly weaker female knock-offs of an iconic male figure? Do you think it would've had the same impact? Do you think people would've been as struck by Supermanwoman? Do you think it was even possible for someone to have created such a strong female character in that day and age?

C'mon and talk to me about this, y'all. ([livejournal.com profile] poisonivory, I'm looking at you in particular.) What's the first thing you think of when I say "always-been-a-girl Clark Kent"?
inmyriadbits: (dangerofgeekage)
First, off, have a trailer for the new Batman movie. There's also a bootlegged, six-minute IMAX trailer/sequence here. God, I am SO excited, y'all. spoilers? )

In other news, I have been industriously...uh, watching the entire first season of Project Runway on YouTube, and catching up on this season. Tim Gunn, you are totally great and I adore you. *hearts*

I really, really, really need to get cracking on my Yuletide pinch-hit. [insert panicked laughter here]
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (bill&tedpartyondudes)
Gosh, lots of Korman stuff today.

I totally just pimped [livejournal.com profile] fox1013 into Kormanfic, by way of I Want To Go Home! and then A Very Long Summer. I love getting awesome things and awesome people together like that. :) \o/ *cracks knuckles*

So then we discussed Mike and Rudy's characters a bit, and concluded that Rudy is not quite a sociopath )
inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (Default)
My older sister Emma came home over last weekend. It's her birthday this Friday, so we had early birthday/MCAT score/internship celebrations for her--fed her dinner, baked her Italian cream cake, and let her veg out by watching all but two episodes of Heroes S1. It's really weird rewatching that show when you know what's going to happen.

I did sadly miss the Sports Night Chat for [livejournal.com profile] sportsnightglee; I had insomnia and two hours of sleep Thursday night, so I crashed early on Friday, overslept, and then Emma came into town. :( Oh, well. Next time!

However, my fangirly heart was made happy, quite unexpectedly, by Live Free Or Die Hard, of all things. No, really. It was totally and completely awesome; Katie and I spent the rest of the afternoon gleeking about it, and we don't do that for just anything. (As a matter of fact, we even went back to see it again tonight, less than a week after our first viewing, and then continued to geek out about it.)

[Note: I've managed to avoid any uncut spoilers beyond what could be seen in the trailer, or what would come out in conversation if I was trying to sell you on going to see it with me (I am very vague about these things), so feel free to read even if you haven't seen the movie. Also, sorry for not cutting for length, but I'm trying to pimp. *pimp pimp*]

It probably helped that I had low expectations, since the trailer screamed "Great action; desperate comeback of aging action star" and "more 'US vs. terrorists' wank" and "damsel-in-distress hostage situation" to me. I have never been so pleasantly proven wrong (except maybe by the first Pirates movie).

To start detailing how I was mistaken, I would like to apologize to Bruce Willis for ever thinking he was an aging action star desperate for a comeback. You still effortlessly kick ass, Mr. Willis. I was so wrong. Second, the terrorist plotline was actually a clever twist on a terrorist threat because spoiler ); the villains were competent, intelligent, and provided with motivation that made sense. This is vitally important, IMO--you can't have a really great hero without a really cool villain (example: Darth Vader=awesome, Darth Maul=not so much; Luke Skywalker=legendary, and--whoeverthefuck was Darth Maul actually supposed to be after? I forget. So, that's pretty pathetic. The Emperor was pretty cool, but his absence in Episode 1 greatly contributed to the badness). If the bad guy is lame, the hero winning isn't nearly as much fun or as effective. Third, John McClane's daughter is a hostage, but she has just about as much agency as you can possibly have as a hostage. I really liked her. Especially spoilers )

I really ask two things of a movie: that it tells a good story, and that it tells it well. The "good" part, of course, allows for a whole range of qualitative assessment, but I'm pretty easy. I base my evaluation a lot on genre going in, but re-evaluate at the end based on what it seems the movie was trying to achieve. If they do what they were trying to do, that makes it good. In this particular case, LFoDH is an action movie. If the pirate genre is about freedom, the action genre at its best is about heroism. Obstacles and conflicts are transformed into primarily physical obstacles and conflicts, and are overcome by the hero in a dramatic show of perseverance and strength. There's something to fight for or against, or something to save.

This can be a bit problematic in certain ways (perpetuation of an uber-American individualism, for one; disposal of subtlety, for another), but if it's done well, it can be inspiring. Take most of the comic book hero movies, for example, which are also action films. There's are reasons Superman moves us, and it's not because of his rippling muscles or tight-clad rear. He never gives up, and he fights for principles even more steely than his muscles, because kryptonite can't touch them. That's what makes him a hero; the rest is window dressing.

Anyway, my point is that Live Free Or Die Hard was one of the best pure action movies I've seen in a really, really long time. I actually like it better than the original Die Hard in a lot of ways (I know, blasphemy!), for a lot of reasons.

Reason 1: I fucking love the sidekick character. Like, seriously. I have a huge crush on him, besides my intellectual love for his role in the movie. If there's one thing John McClane needed, it was a foil, and this guy brought it in spades. McClane needed a tech-savvy partner to bring him out of the 80's, and he's much more fun with someone to bounce off of. They brought that in a bit with the beat cop Al in Die Hard, but to a lesser degree. I absolutely hated his dynamic with Samuel L. Jackson's character in Die Hard With A Vengeance, and he was pretty much on his own in Die Hard 2. So LFoDH had that, which gives it major points. John McClane in this was more human than he's been in any of the previous movies, which I credit a lot to the sidekick dynamic. They were complementary in pretty much every way: humor (Matt is snarky and a little goofy; John is dry and deadpan), style (sneaky and techy vs. blunt and blunt-objects), age, etc. It brought balance, breadth, and dynamism where it used to be just John McClane, badass loner who blows shit up well. I also have to give props to the actor playing Matt (for other things than being cute, which he was: geeky-cute, smart, sarcastic and snarky, pretty eyes, great smile, lean build, tiny scar between his eyebrows, slightly emo hair, a little scruffy, nice hands, YUM), and believe me, I'm shocked to be complimenting the Mac Guy on his acting skills. He walked that very fine line to avoid being That Whiny Guy Who Complains The Whole Movie; he pulls it off instead as Likeable Normal Guy Not Used To Being Shot At And Reacting Like A Sane Person Would without being a wimp, which is exactly as it should be. Seriously, I loved the character a LOT.

Reason 2: The surprisingly non-anvil-like discussion of heroism. Again, the hero-sidekick balancing act comes into play very effectively here. We have McClane on the one hand, who already has this stuff down pat, so things like him killing a helicopter with a car early-ish in the movie comes off as believable. This is good for pure entertainment and suspense value, because you don't have to build up to the hero being awesome. However, with Matt also in the picture, you get the other side of things. Real heroism doesn't mean blowing shit up or shooting lots of people; it's about being ass-deep in trouble and doing what's right, what has to be done, because you can when no one else can. It's about stepping up. The rest is, again, window dressing and entertainment. Matt is important because he's that normal guy shoved into the mess to sink or swim, and over the course of the movie, we get to see him start choosing to swim. It's pretty subtly done, too; the couple of times heroism comes up explicitly in conversation, it feels utterly natural. That's hard to do. And then they back it up with actual situations in the plot that support the development of the theme, and I develop an intellectual crush on whoever was responsible.

Reason 3: The plot. It was tightly written, without really any extraneous flabby bits of script. The motivations make sense, the detail continuity is excellent, it's smart, and there's, like, character arcs. I didn't once think "Wow, that was contrived," which is rare occurrence in action movies. Okay, sometimes I thought "Wow, him surviving that was unrealistic," but I can roll with suspension of disbelief better than bad pacing and pointless scenes. Speaking of the action...

Reason 4: Action sequences! Let's face it; most of the time, you go to an action movie looking for cool explosions and maybe a car chase. This had a pretty amazing variety of your standard selection: car chases, lots of explosions, helicopters, a jet plane, people with guns held to their heads, shootouts, martial arts and old school fistfights, lots of wanton property destruction, etc. They played a lot of twists on old standards, which was excellent fun. It kept predictability a non-factor and upped the ante most of the time. Pretty damn cool.

There are lots of other little things I liked, such as just the right amount of sly nods to earlier movies in the series; enough to reward a fan, not so much as to be tiresome or recycle material instead of working for new laughs (*coughPirates2cough*). Ooh, that's another thing--fun banter, both sidekick-hero joking and hero-villain taunting. McClane's had a lot of practice on the latter, and he's really quite good at it. a bit spoilery ) ETA: I forgot to mention, excellent inclusion of Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Fortunate Son," which I love. :D

I think I better cut myself off here. For those who have seen it, do you agree, or think I'm completely insane?
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*grumble* I'm grumpy. I think it's a combination of factors (having to leave Paris, returning to the deathly boredom of biology lecture, being forced to move out of my room mid-semester, etc). So instead of making a post about Paris, I'm going to post some really nerdy Due South meta/research stuff that has been languishing on my computer for the last few weeks.

So, I started thinking about Fraser's birthday. Since we have no canon references to his actual birthday, I was wondering if I could narrow it down at all. There's a good post here already discussing the characters' ages, but I'm more interested in the time of year he was born than which year he was born.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Mountie )
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I had a thought about Supernatural. Therefore, I'm sharing. Suck it up; it builds character )

In other news, yesterday was a good day. This was surprising, because I went to sleep at 5:30 in the morning for absolutely no reason. LJ. Email. Watching things. Not doing any homework AT ALL. And then I actually woke up for my 9:10am class, took a short nap, and went to my other two classes. Then, I joined [livejournal.com profile] ladyjaida and [livejournal.com profile] orangeaddict and watched (re-watched, for me) three episodes straight of Supernatural ("Shadow" through "Something Wicked"). They were both lovely and friendly and amusing, and I had a lot of fun. That was followed by another nap, dinner, and then the glorious movie It Happened One Night for my seminar. And then I went to bed *gasp* before midnight. That hasn't happened in a really, really, ridiculously long time. So, good day.

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