I keep meaning to do the "rent-a-DVD-season" thing. There's a bunch of shows I want to check out, Wire and Dexter among them. Maybe when winter finally hits up here in Canada...
It's odd. While I can get irritatingly fanboi about shows, I'm not much of a *fan*. Getting involved in deep dark discussions and fanshipping wars just seems like a waste of time to me. I don't even get involved in Terry Pratchett fandom, a man for whom I would call another out onto the fields of honour with pistols at ten if said person didn't acknowledge Pterry's awesomeness.
As for Mama Mia...oy. I once was inveigled by my mother--right after a great aunt's funeral, may I add--into seeing that musical because she "didn't want to waste the ticket". Fine, it's ABBA. How bad can it be? Well, five minutes into the production I was frantically looking for the ejection seat handle. My crazed raving at intermission is still recalled with irritated amusement by my aunt. Every time I hear the movie commercial on the radio, I get the Swedish soft-rock equivalent of Nam flashbacks.
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It's odd. While I can get irritatingly fanboi about shows, I'm not much of a *fan*. Getting involved in deep dark discussions and fanshipping wars just seems like a waste of time to me. I don't even get involved in Terry Pratchett fandom, a man for whom I would call another out onto the fields of honour with pistols at ten if said person didn't acknowledge Pterry's awesomeness.
As for Mama Mia...oy. I once was inveigled by my mother--right after a great aunt's funeral, may I add--into seeing that musical because she "didn't want to waste the ticket". Fine, it's ABBA. How bad can it be? Well, five minutes into the production I was frantically looking for the ejection seat handle. My crazed raving at intermission is still recalled with irritated amusement by my aunt. Every time I hear the movie commercial on the radio, I get the Swedish soft-rock equivalent of Nam flashbacks.