Later on, in the epilogue, they found him
This is another one of those placeholder posts. It's been that sort of day.
Last night
lesser_celery showed me the first three episodes of Millennium (1996–99). I have been warned that we haven't even gotten to the really spectacular strangeness, but at this point I love it near unconditionally—the first episode is a beautiful little film that just happens to fit inside fifty minutes and if neither of the next two have been nearly as tight or as deeply reaching, they still remain some of the soundest hit-the-ground-running I've seen from a television show. I told
strange_selkie, when she asked what I thought of the show so far: "It's like fiction by
greygirlbeast or
handful_ofdust, only filmed and starring Lance Henriksen. Prrrrrt." I stand by that statement.
And now I have to catch a bus, to meet
rushthatspeaks at South Station. There may be a more thoughtful post on this subject later. I may also be distracted.
Last night
And now I have to catch a bus, to meet

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Three more episodes in: still lovely!
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Oh, I don't care. And now I'm curious.
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I rewatched the first four eps a couple of weeks ago (having rewatched the entire series but not in the strictest order whem I bought the DVDs a while back) and just keep finding new things I love about it. (Like John Hawkes's guest role! Made much cooler by what he's gone on to do.) Should continue with a complete rewatch in episode order (no skipping ahead to my favourites)...