This post was going to explain why I enjoyed the Torchwood finale and would have, for once, not been even remotely a commentary on ridiculousness. Because, you know, I did like the tone of the episode, and I did have things to say about audience expectation versus good storytelling and how the two things don't have to align. I was also going to be all yayarms about Rhiannon and Johnny Davies, and PC Andy, and what I think was a pretty gutsy narrative choice in some ways but then again notsomuch? (not to mention a wee bit nayarms about whether or not some of the dramatisation was overkill/gratuitous and the serious LACK of Miss Lois Habiba).
But then my twitter feed exploded with Spooks and this picspam happened instead. HURRAH!
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GUYS I REALLY LOVE HER. AND SPYGRAN OMG.
So, you know, now I feel much better. This was an infinitely superior idea to the other one.
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Date: 2009-07-12 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-12 08:16 pm (UTC)In other news: with a fork. Ain't nobody eating dinner with this lady.
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Date: 2009-07-13 11:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-12 07:10 am (UTC)I keep trying to imagine the show where Zoe and Ros both exist, and it just does not compute.
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Date: 2009-07-12 08:18 pm (UTC)In other news, because I couldn't mention it before now: omg, SPYGRAN. ALSO BADASS.
TORCHWOOD SPOILERS, GUYS. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN Y'ALL.
Date: 2009-07-12 08:15 pm (UTC)OTP died a tragic death when Ianto, well, died a tragic death. Cue fandom committing suicide. That's basically the short of it. It was a pretty bleak finale after that episode, but I don't know. I like my apocalypses dark.