... in which it's signifying nothing
I officially hate mrsronweasley. Oh, and sophie0, too, and possibly aneli8 as well. I hate you all!
OK, no I don't. :) But, well, between them they made sure I watched some Slings & Arrows, and... it's actually good. As in, really quite outstandingly good television. Damn your eyes, I did not need another TV show to watch! And now I have an icon and everything!
Cause the thing is, I was watching the very beginning of the pilot episode and thinking "okay, so it's well done, very pretty, aaaaaaand should really be called One Man And His Ego (To Say Nothing Of His Hair). Right, got it, Paul, thanks." Except it wasn't. It was interesting and had stuff to say about art, which is a topic I quite like, and then before I knew it I was feeling bad for people and identifying way too much with them and going "oh dear GOD, that is every single drama production I have EVER BEEN IN".
(Which is actually deeply weird, because while I did lots and lots of drama in highschool, up to helping set up our own little, fairly crap theatre group, I haven't done any at all since then and never really expected to get chucked back into what that was like so viscerally. Dude.)
And from the beginning bit I was expecting to kind of love-to-hate Geoffrey Tennant, in a "oh, Paul. You're lovely, honey, but get yourself an ego-reduction, please" kind of way, except then there was a flashback and he was really kind of adorable and swordfighting while being all pretty and having chemistry with his actual wife and being just severely awesome and I sigh in a pathetic fangirl way and actually wish he had more screen time rather than less. And then they killed Oliver, which I was TOTALLY not expecting, and right after they'd had him be all left-behind. I was honestly shocked, and hoping he was actually not dead, and then very amused when it turns out that Paul Gross apparently has a thing for characters who are literally haunted. Heh.
Then the second episode was unexpectedly really sad. They're still people even when death has happened, they don't magically all start becoming better human beings or understanding things any better than they did, and the combination of Richard losing his focus and letting events turn him into a dickhead with the whole Ellen/Geoffrey angsty reality comapred to what they once had as shown in flashback, and then the way reality and her overly materialistic friend stop Kate (who is very pretty, dude) from responding to the death in the way she wants to... it's all very believable and sad. And now I actually care about these people and want to see more, dangnabbit.
Oh, also: was I imagining it, or was there a whooooole lot of gayness there? Oliver obviously fancied Geoffrey (and then the way Paul said that he'd have "wanted them thrust together" made me go O_O), and then the morticians! They were weirdly due South-y, and again, weirdly gay. Oh and the two gay actors who bitch in the bar about the priest calling them abominations! It's rife with gayness all over the place. Which is as it should be for a show about drama, cause if there's one thing the theatre has traditionally been, it's rampantly homosexual, but dude. Awesome.
OK, no I don't. :) But, well, between them they made sure I watched some Slings & Arrows, and... it's actually good. As in, really quite outstandingly good television. Damn your eyes, I did not need another TV show to watch! And now I have an icon and everything!
Cause the thing is, I was watching the very beginning of the pilot episode and thinking "okay, so it's well done, very pretty, aaaaaaand should really be called One Man And His Ego (To Say Nothing Of His Hair). Right, got it, Paul, thanks." Except it wasn't. It was interesting and had stuff to say about art, which is a topic I quite like, and then before I knew it I was feeling bad for people and identifying way too much with them and going "oh dear GOD, that is every single drama production I have EVER BEEN IN".
(Which is actually deeply weird, because while I did lots and lots of drama in highschool, up to helping set up our own little, fairly crap theatre group, I haven't done any at all since then and never really expected to get chucked back into what that was like so viscerally. Dude.)
And from the beginning bit I was expecting to kind of love-to-hate Geoffrey Tennant, in a "oh, Paul. You're lovely, honey, but get yourself an ego-reduction, please" kind of way, except then there was a flashback and he was really kind of adorable and swordfighting while being all pretty and having chemistry with his actual wife and being just severely awesome and I sigh in a pathetic fangirl way and actually wish he had more screen time rather than less. And then they killed Oliver, which I was TOTALLY not expecting, and right after they'd had him be all left-behind. I was honestly shocked, and hoping he was actually not dead, and then very amused when it turns out that Paul Gross apparently has a thing for characters who are literally haunted. Heh.
Then the second episode was unexpectedly really sad. They're still people even when death has happened, they don't magically all start becoming better human beings or understanding things any better than they did, and the combination of Richard losing his focus and letting events turn him into a dickhead with the whole Ellen/Geoffrey angsty reality comapred to what they once had as shown in flashback, and then the way reality and her overly materialistic friend stop Kate (who is very pretty, dude) from responding to the death in the way she wants to... it's all very believable and sad. And now I actually care about these people and want to see more, dangnabbit.
Oh, also: was I imagining it, or was there a whooooole lot of gayness there? Oliver obviously fancied Geoffrey (and then the way Paul said that he'd have "wanted them thrust together" made me go O_O), and then the morticians! They were weirdly due South-y, and again, weirdly gay. Oh and the two gay actors who bitch in the bar about the priest calling them abominations! It's rife with gayness all over the place. Which is as it should be for a show about drama, cause if there's one thing the theatre has traditionally been, it's rampantly homosexual, but dude. Awesome.