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So, I was browsing today in my favourite bookshop and stumbled across this. I promptly dragged it (it's huge and has a slip-cover and is hardback and, you guys, seriously) over to the in-store coffee shop and started browsing. And man, it's beautiful, it really is. So many pictures, and so many old pictures (it kind of weirds me out how nice Steven looks with long hair. Also how much Bruce occasionally looks like a woman). And it's full of quotes, including one which almost exactly echoes a sentence in the story I've been writing. This amuses me way too much.
(I may have sort of bought the book. From Amazon, of course - in the bookshop it was 469 kr, and I do not have that kind of money for a book. Still. On one hand, unnecessary purchase. On the other hand, pictures! And fold-outs. I'm a little bit in love)
Speaking of things that amuse me, incidentally, I've spent a more-than-sensible amount of time pondering whether any of Bruce's performances made onto TV in the 70s/80s and if so, did the kiss with Clarence make it on, and if so would that be the first instance of a m/m interracial kiss on American TV? This is totally a valid point to think about, I feel.
Also! At the bookstore, I did end up buying The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck, which I read this afternoon - I've read a couple of the chapter before in the Donald Duck comics (I may be wrong, but I think the whole thing was serialized in Denmark in 1997 during one of the anniversaries), but it was brilliant to read through it all at once and see it unfold properly. It really is an amazing piece of work and hugely entertaining, and it freaks me out a little how connected I am to these characters, you know? Like, I was picking up on all the stupid in-jokes and recognizing characters before they were identified. And it was emotional - I got a little choked up when Scrooge leaves Scotland for Duckburg, and also when the family storms out (of course, then there's the whole Donald thing, which. DONALD!).
Also, how awesome is Hortense? She's not a character with a lot of page-time, but she's such a character, I was incredibly endeared to her from the start. And she kicks ass! She's totally almost-scarier than Scrooge himself (or Buck. Snerk). And of course, Huey, Dewey and Louie at the end are ace.
Both this and the immense amount of Springsteen I'm listening to had got me thinking about American identity, which has got me reading A Home at the End of the World and thinking about identification in that. Which means - drum roll, please - I have started my dissertation! This is exciting for me.
ETA: I am ridiculously endeared by this one moment during The Rising tour DVD during Ramrod, when Bruce is being a total dork and Steven just looks at Patti like, he's your husband. It makes me laugh, don't judge me.
(I may have sort of bought the book. From Amazon, of course - in the bookshop it was 469 kr, and I do not have that kind of money for a book. Still. On one hand, unnecessary purchase. On the other hand, pictures! And fold-outs. I'm a little bit in love)
Speaking of things that amuse me, incidentally, I've spent a more-than-sensible amount of time pondering whether any of Bruce's performances made onto TV in the 70s/80s and if so, did the kiss with Clarence make it on, and if so would that be the first instance of a m/m interracial kiss on American TV? This is totally a valid point to think about, I feel.
Also! At the bookstore, I did end up buying The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck, which I read this afternoon - I've read a couple of the chapter before in the Donald Duck comics (I may be wrong, but I think the whole thing was serialized in Denmark in 1997 during one of the anniversaries), but it was brilliant to read through it all at once and see it unfold properly. It really is an amazing piece of work and hugely entertaining, and it freaks me out a little how connected I am to these characters, you know? Like, I was picking up on all the stupid in-jokes and recognizing characters before they were identified. And it was emotional - I got a little choked up when Scrooge leaves Scotland for Duckburg, and also when the family storms out (of course, then there's the whole Donald thing, which. DONALD!).
Also, how awesome is Hortense? She's not a character with a lot of page-time, but she's such a character, I was incredibly endeared to her from the start. And she kicks ass! She's totally almost-scarier than Scrooge himself (or Buck. Snerk). And of course, Huey, Dewey and Louie at the end are ace.
Both this and the immense amount of Springsteen I'm listening to had got me thinking about American identity, which has got me reading A Home at the End of the World and thinking about identification in that. Which means - drum roll, please - I have started my dissertation! This is exciting for me.
ETA: I am ridiculously endeared by this one moment during The Rising tour DVD during Ramrod, when Bruce is being a total dork and Steven just looks at Patti like, he's your husband. It makes me laugh, don't judge me.
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Date: 2008-07-27 02:33 am (UTC)...Um. That was the extent of my comment. Heh.
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