Posts tagged: tv
Pondering The Red Wedding
The AV Club consider the emotional impact of Game of Thrones’ Red Wedding episode. Gus Mustrapa…
Screen Editor alex takes a look at two new iterations of Sherlock Holmes:
There’s something about the way Benedict Cumberbatch plays the lead role in the BBC series Sherlock that seems like it could be Holmes’ fantasy version of how a brilliant detective behaves. In the episodes I’ve seen he’s twitchy and neurotic, but also cool and proficient with a performative quality that left me thinking the series could turn out to be a dream sequence where the last episode ends with young Holmes waking up in his bedroom, or an older version playing it all out in a psychiatric ward. Or for another twist on that cliche, the audience is seeing the whole series of events through Holmes’ own distorted self-image, a sort of Jekyll and Hyde split where Watson is his alter-ego, penning his own narrative.
image via the Denver Public Library.
This week at The Gutter, Romance Editor Chris is charmed by Ouran High School Host Club:
I’ve watched very little series anime in my life, largely because the depth of the genre is a little daunting to the uninitiated. A single, exquisite Hayao Miyazaki movie? Yes please. Thirty-two DVDs worth of Bleach episodes? Um… intimidating. But last year a friend gave me Fruits Basket at exactly the right time. I adored watching it (and hunting down all the manga volumes) and I’ve been looking for something similar since then. A couple weeks ago I stumbled across Ouran High School Host Club. Achievement: unlocked.
Finally, all the homework is done, and I’m safely on holiday in a lovely town in the South of England. So nothing much happened in the Doctor Who community on my hiatus, right? Hold on, let me check.
I AM NEVER LEAVING THE INTERNET ALONE AGAIN.
Right, so many things have happened that…
Screen Editor alex wonders just when exactly he can no longer enjoy the art because of the artist.
This, in combination with the homophobic media bumbling of several San Francisco 49ers players prior to Superbowl XLVII, left me pondering the dilemma of bad people making good art. If someone is a reprehensible person, what does it make me if I find their creations beautiful? At the low end of the spectrum, readers might have enjoyed my writing, blissfully unaware that during the process I broke a toy, a promise, possibly a toddler’s heart, and barely resisted tossing my 19 year old cat out into a snowbank. More serious are the ever-popular examples of Wagner’s anti-Semitism or Ezra Pound’s proto-fascism, and somewhere in the middle of the road lies my ability to appreciate the athleticism of football players even when they don’t support my access to equal human rights.