Ha, I wanted to hear more of the lecture too! I said it fully got away with having quite a lot of a lecture in it.
It does have quite a lot of lecture! It was just a much better grade of lecture than you usually get in television shows.
John Shrapnel's generally good, though; he was also excellent in Elizabeth R, that I've seen.
I enjoyed him here. He spent the entire episode looking familiar to me and it seems to be on account of Dennis Potter's Blackeyes.
(I enjoyed most of the guest stars, but I think Richard Johnson, Martin Jarvis, John Shrapnel, and Jim Norton were my favorites, with honorable mention for Julian Glover because I am always glad to see him and Leslie Phillips if "enjoy" can be filed under "really, had that acid bath coming." My parents both became very attached to Clive Francis on the strength of Baliev and I realized I'd seen him in a ton of things and just never actually fixed a name to him, so points for being a chameleon with a reasonably distinctive face.)
(He has a son who now acts and goes under the name of Lex Shrapnel which definitely sounds too fictional to be true, lol.)
(Seriously; hardboiled fiction, too.)
And, aww, you can tell your mother that I agree there is too little of it! It's not even really two whole seasons even.
Did something happen to it? We have now all watched the final episode and are officially desolate.
I stand here, happily validated!
I didn't dislike it, but it seemed to be pointing toward a much more plot-driven show, where power plays among the different factions and levels of the intelligence services (not letting Palfrey in on the disinformation gambit, Palfrey having no jurisdiction over the assassin because she belongs to a section that has no name) are more front-and-center than the emotional effects on the players and I am just as happy that that was not the show we got.
Maybe I'll snaffle it next time it comes round on TV and I'll know what a PR fusion means and can read your fic.
Heh. It's post-canon, pre-slash, got totally jossed by the sequel but the canonicity of the sequel is a matter for heated fix-it as far as I can tell: "Whatever You Want to Call It." It fell out of my head at an odd hour of the night and does not resemble most of my other fic, but I have never figured out what garners attention on AO3 or not: the thing of mine with the most kudos belongs to a megafandom and the thing of mine with the next most kudos belongs to a fandom I had been under the impression was the size of a postage stamp.
I've just also now rewatched The Wicked Lady and while the romances in that are a lot more convincing than poor old Stewart Granger above, now Patricia Roc is having her turn to enter Margaret Lockwood's bedroom dramatically. Twice.
Well, Lockwood's was such a very strong entrance, it requires twice as much making up for.
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It does have quite a lot of lecture! It was just a much better grade of lecture than you usually get in television shows.
John Shrapnel's generally good, though; he was also excellent in Elizabeth R, that I've seen.
I enjoyed him here. He spent the entire episode looking familiar to me and it seems to be on account of Dennis Potter's Blackeyes.
(I enjoyed most of the guest stars, but I think Richard Johnson, Martin Jarvis, John Shrapnel, and Jim Norton were my favorites, with honorable mention for Julian Glover because I am always glad to see him and Leslie Phillips if "enjoy" can be filed under "really, had that acid bath coming." My parents both became very attached to Clive Francis on the strength of Baliev and I realized I'd seen him in a ton of things and just never actually fixed a name to him, so points for being a chameleon with a reasonably distinctive face.)
(He has a son who now acts and goes under the name of Lex Shrapnel which definitely sounds too fictional to be true, lol.)
(Seriously; hardboiled fiction, too.)
And, aww, you can tell your mother that I agree there is too little of it! It's not even really two whole seasons even.
Did something happen to it? We have now all watched the final episode and are officially desolate.
I stand here, happily validated!
I didn't dislike it, but it seemed to be pointing toward a much more plot-driven show, where power plays among the different factions and levels of the intelligence services (not letting Palfrey in on the disinformation gambit, Palfrey having no jurisdiction over the assassin because she belongs to a section that has no name) are more front-and-center than the emotional effects on the players and I am just as happy that that was not the show we got.
Maybe I'll snaffle it next time it comes round on TV and I'll know what a PR fusion means and can read your fic.
Heh. It's post-canon, pre-slash, got totally jossed by the sequel but the canonicity of the sequel is a matter for heated fix-it as far as I can tell: "Whatever You Want to Call It." It fell out of my head at an odd hour of the night and does not resemble most of my other fic, but I have never figured out what garners attention on AO3 or not: the thing of mine with the most kudos belongs to a megafandom and the thing of mine with the next most kudos belongs to a fandom I had been under the impression was the size of a postage stamp.
I've just also now rewatched The Wicked Lady and while the romances in that are a lot more convincing than poor old Stewart Granger above, now Patricia Roc is having her turn to enter Margaret Lockwood's bedroom dramatically. Twice.
Well, Lockwood's was such a very strong entrance, it requires twice as much making up for.