I'm really not still back to regular movies, although the fact that I am talking as much as I am about Callan and Mr. Palfrey feels like a cautiously good sign.
Aw, well, I hope so! <3 I can attest to the weird healing power of old Brit TV of this nature but I very much you get back beyond it soon. Although obv I am delighted to be talking Mr Palfrey with you in the meantime!
Heh. What are you using to recover with?
Well, that's the trouble with summer; for reasons it becomes more viable to watch some stuff online, but I'm also generally worse, so if I felt too bad I couldn't do another bit of Callan because it wasn't helping terribly with preventing the "I just lie here and feel miserable" part. (Although that is very unfair of me; I thoroughly appreciating crying my way through pretty much the whole of Enemy at the Door the first time round. BUt there we are, liadt can watch Callan and be okay, but draws the line at EatD and I find Callan a little much for summer.)
Thank you for the recs! I missed Pacific Rim while being far too ill to watch any films and as a thing that fandom was tiresome[TM] about in the meantime, I ignored Pacific Rim! Turn does sound in my line; I might have to see if I can get hold of it sometime. (It takes me far longer to get through some modern tv still; in that line I am currently watching Jamestown by which I mean I've been intending to move onto s2 for about four months. But then it was summer!)
"the script sang eighteen choruses of 'Yankee Doodle,' drank one last rum for the road, and threw up"
LOL! *applauds you*
Your nemesis! I'm so sorry.
I know! He gets all over the place! *shakes fist at mr mediocre dialogue monkey's paw chibnall* I didn't actually hate Owen or anything, I just got fed up before his character got all the improvements and then I saw some of it where he was inconveniently dead and I actually don't like that kind of undead. (I am ok with vampires and that's my line.) (But I do appreciate that TW was so ridiculous and terrible that that is a line I can type. XD)
Btw appropos of nothing, but I seem to recall ages ago giving you a large recs post of largely unheard of 30s/40s UK films and mentioning the whole Patricia Roc/Margaret Lockwood vibe in Love Story (1944). I finally had a rewatch and giffed them the other day, and while their screentime together is much less than I had disproportionately remembered, ahem, it is very nice and visually very shippy, and it probably was about time I giffed something that wasn't Martin Jarvis. Just for a night...:
The bit I really liked is the dramatic march into the bedroom here:
[Some slapping coming up, sorry]
(Also forgive all the typos, I'm too tired to reply but I wanted to too anyhow. <3<3<3 (For nice reasons: I went into a charity shop and looked at books and things for a bit this morning, but now I can't type without doing all my usual weird tics.)
ETA2: Because I forgot! Burn Gorman was being a rotter in Jamestown as well! XD (An enoyably superior, sneery and slippery type of bastard in this case.)
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Aw, well, I hope so! <3 I can attest to the weird healing power of old Brit TV of this nature but I very much you get back beyond it soon. Although obv I am delighted to be talking Mr Palfrey with you in the meantime!
Heh. What are you using to recover with?
Well, that's the trouble with summer; for reasons it becomes more viable to watch some stuff online, but I'm also generally worse, so if I felt too bad I couldn't do another bit of Callan because it wasn't helping terribly with preventing the "I just lie here and feel miserable" part. (Although that is very unfair of me; I thoroughly appreciating crying my way through pretty much the whole of Enemy at the Door the first time round. BUt there we are,
Thank you for the recs! I missed Pacific Rim while being far too ill to watch any films and as a thing that fandom was tiresome[TM] about in the meantime, I ignored Pacific Rim! Turn does sound in my line; I might have to see if I can get hold of it sometime. (It takes me far longer to get through some modern tv still; in that line I am currently watching Jamestown by which I mean I've been intending to move onto s2 for about four months. But then it was summer!)
"the script sang eighteen choruses of 'Yankee Doodle,' drank one last rum for the road, and threw up"
LOL! *applauds you*
Your nemesis! I'm so sorry.
I know! He gets all over the place! *shakes fist at mr mediocre dialogue monkey's paw chibnall* I didn't actually hate Owen or anything, I just got fed up before his character got all the improvements and then I saw some of it where he was inconveniently dead and I actually don't like that kind of undead. (I am ok with vampires and that's my line.) (But I do appreciate that TW was so ridiculous and terrible that that is a line I can type. XD)
Btw appropos of nothing, but I seem to recall ages ago giving you a large recs post of largely unheard of 30s/40s UK films and mentioning the whole Patricia Roc/Margaret Lockwood vibe in Love Story (1944). I finally had a rewatch and giffed them the other day, and while their screentime together is much less than I had disproportionately remembered, ahem, it is very nice and visually very shippy, and it probably was about time I giffed something that wasn't Martin Jarvis. Just for a night...:
The bit I really liked is the dramatic march into the bedroom here:
[Some slapping coming up, sorry]
(Also forgive all the typos, I'm too tired to reply but I wanted to too anyhow. <3<3<3 (For nice reasons: I went into a charity shop and looked at books and things for a bit this morning, but now I can't type without doing all my usual weird tics.)
ETA2: Because I forgot! Burn Gorman was being a rotter in Jamestown as well! XD (An enoyably superior, sneery and slippery type of bastard in this case.)