Thanks to
chainofclovers,
kitnkabootle, and others who have had a bad influence on me, I spent about six solid hours tonight watching Angels in America. There is a lot going on in that miniseries but, reduced to its most juvenile and self-interested point, it has Meryl Streep playing a character with short, silver hair. You can probably see where I'm going with this
(
Read more... )
But really, yes... Morman Meryl. What I loved was how there was hints at her underlying lesbian sexuality that she refused to acknowledge in her self, let alone her son. And then to have the angel bring it out in her and let her orgasm to her inner beauty. Perrfection.
I've said it once and I'll say it again - if you get the soundtrack to Angels in America you'll blush whenever Plasma Orgasmata plays. Cause you know who's plasma orgasmataing at that part ;)
Please answer me this -> did it inspire a fic?
Reply
I don't think so. My fic engine seems to be temporarily stalled. I'm kinda tired. I have hopes it will rev up again soon, though :)
As to the rest, I agree; I think it was wonderful that the miniseries acknowledged the power of physical pleasure not only to rule our appetites, but to engage us with the world and open our hearts. I'm glad Hannah got her orgasm. It might well have been her first.
Reply
Probably. It was very well deserved, anyway. :)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Not it!
Reply
Leave a comment