swordznsorcery: (xenon)
( Dec. 31st, 2015 20:12)
2014. Guess what?! Yep, still drawing a blank. British politicians being horrible, although admittedly that doesn't narrow it down much. Fabulous summer, if you like hot weather (I do). I spent most of it renovating my mother's garden, digging flowerbeds and unearthing very old dead things, back from when round here was still a sea. I rather wish it still was. Not that I'm entirely advocating life in the Jurassic, as I'm pretty sure the music was rubbish, and internet speeds seriously sucked; but on the plus side I'd be living in an ocean paradise. Also, no electricity bill. Although there's probably a good reason for that.

Yes, I am blatantly avoiding the topic of 2014. It was a pretty good year for television. How To Get Away With Murder started. The first season was very watchable, and so far the second season has been pretty much unmissable. I think it's away until February, dagnabbit. Wretched mis-season hiatuses! (Hiati? No, that sounds more like a country). I only started watching because of Baby Ian Chesterton, but it's so much more than that. He's great, incidentally. Deserves to go far.

Also starting this year was Constantine, which I loved, and Forever, which I adored. Neither made it to a second season, and I am still in mourning. Television is a cruel mistress. Or something.

Good year musically. I discovered a new band, although I can't remember how off hand. Probably mucking about on YouTube. Very good debut album, but it remains to be seen if they'll be worth following further. Queen dug an old song out of the archives, which was nice; and the E Street Band continued to galavant about the globe, and wilfully distract me with YouTubery (Kitty's Back! Stayin' Alive! Hurrah)!

A bad year for fandom, though. Alexandra Bastedo, who played Sharron in The Champions, died this year. Those three were always so close, and as the extras on the DVD release showed, they'd remained so, which somehow made it all the sadder (and turned out she'd opened an animal sanctuary after she quit acting, so she was clearly Nice People). James Garner died too. Not so unexpected, that one, but he was Old Hollywood, and we're running out of them. And of course Mike Smith. And there's nothing else I can say about that.

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*collapses in a heap* If I ever decide to embark on something as long and involved as this again, somebody please hit me. Still, I made it! Not doing 2015, because this is 2015, even if it won't still be tomorrow. I can hardly say "Rememeber when...?" when we're still here. So instead I shall just say Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (three hundred exclamation marks), and leave you with two songs from a pair of bands who came back unexpectedly in 2015.

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Have a good 2016!
Jeepers. I watched Arrow, because it was a Constantine crossover. (Everybody's crossing over lately. Sleepy Hollow just did it last week, with Bones (which, it turns out, is awful). And now Constantine with Arrow (which, it turns out, is awfuller). Don't even try to tell me that that isn't a word. It totally is). How does Arrow get to be on its fourth season, when Constantine didn't even make it to one full one?! It was like watching amateur hour. Still, it did show up nicely how great a character John Constantine is. I shall now procede to sulk in the corner over good TV that doesn't get what it deserves.

Actually no I won't, because there was another reason for posting. The Long, Long Trailer! This means absolutely nothing to anybody, I know, but it's a 1954 film starring Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz, and is basically I Love Lucy: The Movie. They don't play Lucy and Ricky, but they might as well do. It's about a married couple who buy a caravan instead of a house, and decide to see America before settling down. Of course it's an absurdly long one, and leads to much caravan-based hilarity. It's not as good as I Love Lucy, as the writing isn't so snappy; and also it's a movie, so Desi didn't have creative control. Retakes, for goodness sakes! It's far less fun when you can't see him giggling. Desi knew this; Hollywood apparently didn't. It's still good fun though. All the same, it's hampered by one particular failing. It's in colour. I've seen both Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz in colour before, so I'm not hugely traumatised by the experience, but in Desi's case not until his guest appearance in Ironside in the seventies (I love that episode. More than it should probably be allowed to love an episode of Ironside). And seeing them both together, in colour, in the midst of the ILL era, just looks weird. Boy did they want to make the most of the colour, too:


Yikes. And that's a heck of a way to drive a car! Especially when you're towing a forty foot, three ton caravan. I know it's 1954, but they had traffic accidents then too. Although at one point they speak of 35mph like it's a terrifying turn of speed, so possibly they only had really slow accidents. Anyway, sorry. This was an entirely pointless post. But if anybody out there is in charge of television even a little bit, now that we've conclusively proved that Constantine is much better than Arrow, can we have it back please? I'll be very good.* Honest I will.**

Okay, now I shall procede to sulk in the corner over good TV that doesn't get what it deserves.

*whimper*






* This is a lie.

** So is this.
swordznsorcery: (littlejoe)
( Jan. 4th, 2015 13:56)
[community profile] fandom_stocking fic.

Fandom: Constantine (TV)
Characters: Constantine and Zed
Gen, c. 7000 words

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