Mordred, the big stupid baby, peed himself in the carrier. *sigh* Still, less stressful than Merlin removing several of his claws in frantic attempts to escape. I think, maybe we should consider a cloth carrier for Merlin. Definitely not for Pee-paws.
Anyway, I'm not in the mood to read, and certainly not to write, so I will inflict you with reports on my recent media consumptions.
First, Bones had a circus episode in which Booth and Brennan went undercover as a knife-throwing duo who called each other Wanda and Buck for half the episode, and then switched to being Russians. It was like crackfic. The very next episode was Hockey!Booth, and all I could think was tell me dsudis knows about this. I haven't seen much of Bones this year because of our epic DVR/satellite failures, but I must also say, fake-OC-Ryan-lab-assistant makes me happy. And he plays hockey with Booth. I hope he becomes the Zak replacement.
Second, I watched the recent Wuthering Heights on Masterpiece... Oh, hey! This actually hasn't been released in the UK yet. Must be the first recent adaptation that hasn't been. Anyway, I've only read the book once, and it was years ago, but I thought that the adaptation did an excellent job sorting it all out. The framing story tenant-dude is gone, but that's absolutely no matter.
Everyone in the cast looked terribly familiar, but when I went through IMDB, I couldn't see why, except in two or three cases.
Heathcliff was well-characterized; I never saw why Cathy loved him in the book, but I could see it here. The actor who played him, Tom Hardy, looked grotesque and unattractive as Old Heathcliff, but as hopeful young Heathcliff, he actually sort of appealed to me. Impressive. And he was rough and rude and just as evil-yet-attractive as Heathcliff should be, and managed to be horrible and yet comprehensible and occasionally even sympathetic. (Sort of.) And Cathy and Catherine, and indeed, all the female characters, I thought, were very well=played, and well-written. Including Isabella, who has come across as a cipher in other productions, and maybe also the book.
Third: Dear Lost: I love you. Let us never fight again.
Fourth: Blades of Glory. Dann and I laughed stupid amounts. You did your job. But the universe/production companies involved need to stop forcing Will Ferrel's torso on me. It's not funny
Finally, in terms of other media consumption, I've been listening to the audiobook of Breaking Dawn, since I kept being unable to open the book. And... it's not nearly as horrible as I've been led to believe from the hysteria. And yet, it's not... good. The foreshadowing and authorial intrusion is terribly heavy-handed. How can one, in good conscience, have your main character reassure the romantic rival that "this may all seem bad now, but I bet it's going to turn out good, and this is all happening for a reason--just stick around!" --almost literally what's said. Yikes.
If this were an epic piece of fanfiction, people would love it. There are callbacks and callbacks and callbacks to the previous books. And there is absolutely no new ground being broken, not in any meaningful way: I mean, there *is* the midichlorian move, when Carlisle starts counting everyone's chromosomes (humans have 23 pairs, vamps have... Oh, whatever. It's stupid). Anyway, the reason I say it's like fic is because there's lots of wedging things in to fit previous canon, and very little going on that makes this feel like it is its own book. Oh, Jacqueline Carey, you were so right when you said it's dangerous to give fans what they think they want.
That said, I think the backlash has been unduly harsh. No one reacted this badly when God Emperor of Dune came out. And I couldn't even get a hundred pages through that.
Hey, I think the caffeine wore off. I can go to bed. Yay!