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A Mermaid by John William Waterhouse (1901)

Would you look at that? Just... Wow.
I’m not a big fan of classical “real” art – mostly because it seems to me, in my humble opinion, far too pretentious for little me – but I do love the pre-Raphaelites, and especially John William Waterhouse. I mean, just look at this painting. He’s beyond brilliant.

I have a humongous wall picture of this in my room, that’s how much I love this painting. I think it’s because of its softness and air of innocence; the mermaid looks so young and guileless, almost non-sexual for all her sensuality. And then there is the design on the fin. It’s gorgeous. The smooth transition from skin to scales, how it follows the shapes of her body, covering her hips while showing the convex curve of her belly and the heart-shape of the small of her back. That, ladies and gentlemen, is both arousing and alluring, without becoming vulgar for even a moment.

I am so stealing that for my own merfolk design. ♥

Also, just almost off-topic: I know the original voice casting is always the one you should prefer, but I’ve found that I like the Swedish dub version of “Poor Unfortunate Souls” a lot more than the English American one. I think it’s because the Swedish voice actress has such a commanding presence, and an amazing voice.

I still adhere to my opinion that Disney’s The Little Mermaid is a story about a MTF transsexual.
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Three posts in one day – I’m so sorry! D: I’ll shut up for several days now, I promise.


Cut for Iron Man 2 spoilers, squeeing and capslock. )

I probably shouldn’t write LJ entries rapidly without proofreading first, but I AM EXCITED.
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You all remember that I love Clive Merrison and Michael Williams' takes on Holmes and Watson, right? Well, if you haven't realised why yet, allow me to show you.

For example, take their version of SCAN. As everyone knows, SCAN stars the famous ~Irene Adler~ and several Holmsians consider her the love of Holmes' life. One would expect that story would be crammed with het and gush, right? Ix nay, madame.
I mean, just look at the bloody start of the adaptation!

Watson: [voice-over] To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt anything akin to love for her. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his precise, analytical mind.

Holmes: [disgusted] Ugh, love. Love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to true, cold reason.

Watson: [upset] Which you place above everything else!

Holmes: Of course! I should never marry myself—

Watson: [shouting] Hah! I would like to see the woman that would take you on!

Holmes: —lest I’d bias my judgement.

Watson: I trust that my judgement may survive the ordeal!

Holmes: Pshaw!

Oh, I cannot make this scene justice by mere words alone. Here, have a YouTubeesque sound-clip:

This is then followed by a terribly awkward visit, where it takes a good while for them to relax in each other's company. Which leads to the infamous quote, "I am lost without my Boswell."

Do you see why I love them so much now? ♥

Oh Yeah!

Apr. 24th, 2010 05:13 pm
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After lots of hustle and bustle, I finally have them in my hand!
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Okay, so I survived my birthday. Yay. Now all I have to do is not having an anxiety attack over the fact that I’m considered an adult by the law of Sweden. Easier said that done. ::cowers::

But it wasn’t all bad. I mean, I got my own laptop (!!!) which I honestly didn’t expect. And I have a paid account. And my brother got Final Fantasy XIII as a non-birthday gift, so I’ve been watching him play it. For the first time in my life, I find myself checking out the girls rather than the boys in a FF game. But seriously, femme-slash and het ahoy!

I might also have a girl-crush on Vanille. I blame it on her red hair and Aussie accent.
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So, I had to drop out of [ profile] holmes_big_bang because real life is a bitch and school hates me, but that doesn't mean I can't amuse myself in other ways. So what do I do? I sit down and write an essay on Sherlock Holmes and Asperger's Syndrome, that's what I do. WTF, self?

I haven't even written a fifth of what's planned, either, and I'm already at +3000 words. By Jove.

ALSO. I'm turning eighteen this Friday, which means I will, hopefully, have a Paid Account by Saturday! :D

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I’ve just finished listening to the BBC Radio adaptation of The Adventure of the Read-Headed League (which is excellent, by the way) and I’ve learnt who played the role of John Clay alias Vincent Spaulding. It was James Wilby.

James Wilby. Guys, John Clay is played by Maurice Hall.

The meta-geek in me is practically exploding with glee. I wonder if Katie Forsythe knew this when she wrote Four Minor Interludes for the Solo Violin?

ETA: I'm now watching the Granada adaptation of REDH, and this time John Clay is played by Captain bloody Darling. What the actual fuck? XD
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I was watching Get Smart with my brother yesterday (a very entertaining film, by the way, I recommend it) and I had a surprisingly coherent train of thought, so I thought I might present you:

    A concrete example of how ADHD affects your brain
    How one goes from thinking "Just help him already!" to "Holmes!♥" in the span of 10 seconds
  • Watching Get Smart

  • Think "Giant Henchman, why don't you just help The Hero?"

  • Realise I only think so because the film is from The Hero's point of view

  • What if we saw the film from The Villain's point of view, or from The Giant Henchman's?

  • I suspect The Villain would still be an awful employer, though

  • He has to be, since he is a stereotype, because villains always are, even in clever comedies like this

  • James Bond villains are always very two-dimensional

  • Shane Black said he spends so much time developing the protaganists, that the antagonists always end up pretty sketchy

  • Shane Black kind of invented the whole Buddy Cop genre with Lethal Weapon

  • Which reviewer was it that said, "I kept waiting for Watson to mutter, 'I'm too old for this shit'"?

  • Yay, Holmes and Watson! ♥

  • Wait, something happened, better pay attention again

Yeah, that's pretty much how my brain is all the time, unless I'm terribly interested and/or focused. Under the right circumstances, it's quite amusing.

Also, because everyone and their mother are posting about it:

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What does one do when one is too overcome by indecipherable emotions to leave a decent review?

Because, I tell you, I have yet to read something by [ profile] candle_beck that does not leave me stunned. To call her an astounding writer is an understatement.

This Day to the Ending of the World – A retelling of Holmes and Watson's first meeting. Painfully believable.
Gods and Kings – To quote the author, "one of those stories where people are annoyed by love." Heart-rendering and beautiful.
The Greek Problem – A first-time story as well as it is a case-centric one. Even beats ACD's works, imho.
The Narrator – A first-time story which is so much more than that. Gorgeous prose interwoven with pungent addiction. Possibly the best one yet?
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Asjkdhskfhfddfdfjdfkgffjkgdfjk ♥

I'm listening to Bert Coules' radio dramatisation of A Study In Scarlet (with Clive Merrison as Holmes and Michael Williams as Watson) and Jesus H Christ on a jumping pogo-stick, it is marvellous.

Merrison's Holmes is as good as perfect: arrogant, selfish, teasing, clever to the point of madness, and still oddly... sweet. He's also pretty much a nutcase. Williams' Watson is perfection: a thoroughly decent man, honourable, moral, intelligent, patient and kind while at the same time being proud, insatiably curious and equipped with a wry sense of humour.

I mean, just listen look at this exchange:

Holmes: [abruptly, while playing the violin] Sherlock Holmes – his limits. [stops playing]

Watson: Holmes?

Holmes: Knowledge of literature: nil. Knowledge of philosophy: nil. Knowledge of astronomy: nil. Knowledge of politics: feeble.

Watson: [aghast] I burnt that list!

Holmes: Not very thoroughly. Knowledge of botany: variable – very well up on belladonna, opium and poisons generally, knows nothing of practical gardening.

Watson: This is outrageous!

Holmes: Knowledge of geology: practical but limited. Knowledge of chemistry: profound – thank you! Knowledge of anatomy: accurate but unsystematic. Knowledge of sensational literature: immense – appears to know every detail of every horror perpetrated in the century. [laughs]

Watson: You left out playing the violin well.

Holmes: Oh, that part you did succeed in burning. Forgive me, Doctor, but I find your list as intriguing as you evidently find me. What conclusions have you drawn?

Watson: [morose] I couldn't reach any conclusions. I burnt that list in frustration.

Holmes: [laughs, teasing] All those clues and you deduced nothing?

Adjsakdhsdhgfg ♥

Oh, and it's incredibly slashy as well.

This is bookverse at its finest. ♥