A Very Peculiar (...)

Jun 16, 2005 19:12

Funny how life balances out. Far too many hours of being belted by a rabid 4-year-old with a sailor's vocabulary and farts to match; and just when I'd had enough, I toddle home and find S1 of A Very Peculiar Practice on DVD... at an affordable price, finally. Better than caffeine.



AVPP is a wonderful example of precision-loading when it comes to emotion. Jock/Stephen Daker, the too-obvious (almost joke) pair, has a certain insistence about it - the comic element makes it almost inevitable. But that's misleading, I think - there's such a wealth of connection there... it would need very fine tuning to live up to their screen presence.

On the other hand, the (conventionally/visually) more obvious pair Stephen/Black Bob could be heartrendingly, horribly beautiful. (Bob being the more interestingly fucked-up of the two, I think... it would be hard not to use Daker primarily as a bounce wall for Bob's issues).

They're all such gorgeously damaged men, aren't they? Davies has an extraordinary ability to suggest permanent internal bruising... I'm still gobsmacked by all those lovely, layered PJ/Howarth overtones in his adaptation of To Serve Them All My Days.

Taped the Eamonn Walker/Christopher Eccleston "Othello" today... high hopes.

cult tv, tottie, telly, slash, avpp

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