As it turns out, really good slash based on classic works can bring the text alive and make you think about it new and interesting ways. (As opposed to in ways that are likely to lead to a thesis, at least three supporting points, and a conclusion, which is all too often how I find myself thinking about classics.) So read on, and prepare to see
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I found myself seriously wishing the whole movie was about P-i-B, actually. Because, you know, ogres? Seen 'em, and am somewhat tired of the whole inexplicable-accent thing. Smart-ass talking animal voiced by Eddie Murphy? Seen way too many of 'em, thanks. Swashbuckling, be-booted and be-hatted felines with cushy Spanish accents and remarkably florid gestures? New to me. And there just wasn't enough of that.
I'm sad to report that I didn't actually realize it was Banderas's voice until the credits. (I also did not realize Prince Charming (he of the blond mullett, let me add) was voiced by Rupert Everett. I laughed so hard when I saw that that I impeded the timely exit of other patrons.)
And, hey, if you're looking for strange fandoms, do I have some suggestions for you. (I realized a few weeks ago that I had finally reached Slash Saturation: I see slash potential in everything now. My poor Best Beloved, who doesn't even read slash outside of this LJ, is in the same boat. These days, we quite often find ourselves exchanging Meaningful Looks and suppressing chortles when no one else in the, for example, theater is laughing. And we totally disgraced ourselves at dinner the other night, eavesdropping on the exceedingly loud-'n'-subtextual conversation of the diners near us. I will surely go to hell for what I've done to Best Beloved, formerly an innocent and trusting soul, but I was headed there anyway, so I'm not all that sad.)
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