September 15th, 2008


*flees research some more*

HOLY COW, THIS IS A FUN MEME, found by totally random chance while trying to find a place to stream "Owen's Theme."

LJ Username Game
INSTRUCTIONS: Shuffle your ipod/mp3 to three songs. Combine the first word of each song to come up with a username. (Words like 'I,' 'the' and 'a/an' are left to your discretion - use them and/or the first word after that, whichever makes for better results.)

Now I kinda want to sign up for free accounts all over the internet just so I can use all these usernames. I probably should have just done the first ten I got, but...I played for a really long time, because it got addictive, so I only kept the best ones. It was still hard to make myself stop at 30. 

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EDIT: Oh, God.  ET's got a clip from the season premiere of CSI: Miami up, and I really wanted to believe it could be good, possibly even believable, but then...AHAHAHA.  THAT IS ALL.  The over-the-top screaming just makes me burst out laughing.  Now more than ever, it plays like a midday soap opera. 
And because Doctor Who clearly consumes my every hour of waking thoughts, I was flipping through old entries yesterday and I read the one for "Family of Blood," specifically this line:


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Viva Blackpool!

In an attempt to work off some of my frenzied nerves about my pending French presentation, it seems I spent the early part of the afternoon...trolling YouTube for clips from "Blackpool"? (the theory being, I think, that while I could not afford to watch entire episodes, a bunch of 4-8 minute clips were not the same thing at all)

And, well, I did not think I had limits where David Tennant was concerned, but apparently I still do! In a way where certain things involving beds make me increasingly uncomfortable until I have to give up on them entirely!

On the scene, that is. Not on the show. Well, maybe on the show too, because this singing head can only handle so much ludicrous crack; CSI: Miami completely fills my available space there, plus it turns out I really have no patience for random moments of song.

But then again, maybe not, because I kept getting tempted by other videos on the sidebar that convinced me to keep going, and after having seen such things of beauty as the "You must know I do" line, I find myself deeply invested in (or at least attracted to) the love story of Peter and Natalie. Mostly the former. The way he looks at people,'s John Smith all over again.

Of course, I'm thinking I've probably seen about 90%, if not all of their best scenes by this point and thus have no reason to actually subject myself to the rest of the series, but...

(By the way, I love how I obeyed the letter of the law in locking Torchwood away, but then subverted the spirit by finding something even less important to distract me. I CANNOT WIN AGAINST MYSELF.)


Blackpool, what? "Recovery" = FREAKING AMAZING.

1. The first 40 seconds or so of this segment? Required viewing. NOW.

I am reasonably certain that he will never, ever, ever have another scene in film or television I enjoy as much as that. *cuddles*

2. It all started when I happened across a short scene from the very end of the film during my Blackpool-clip hunting, which fascinated me but I had no context for it. Then fiery_twilight mentioned "Recovery" on her short list of potential items for a Tennant viewing marathon; my ears perked up and I went to find out more about this movie.

Whereupon I tripped over this convenient link which loops the whole movie together. I sat down intending to just watch a couple of minutes, to see what it was like, but I immediately got sucked into the story and could not stop until I'd watched the whole thing.

I...I can't even put into words how brilliant it was. There was squee! There was crushing sadness! Heart-meltingly pitiful looks from Alan and moments of heartbreaking vulnerability! I couldn't help crying. There was also entirely more backside nudity than I ever needed to see, plus at least one COMPLETELY unnecessary sex scene. Collapse )

So while all the bad bits (plus the *swearing*, my GOD) ensure that this is not a film I could ever watch with my mother, or possibly with any other human being at all, it has such a profoundly moving story to tell, with such emotional resonance and incredible acting (all around, I promise, including the kids), that...I'm speechless with wonder and awe.

I would say I'm going to watch it again, except I think I need a while for my brain to fully absorb it. Amazing stuff. I was also going to write a short list of the most moving scenes, but then my brain short-circuited and melted all over the place. Maybe later? Much, much later?