...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

It's here, it's here, it's fucking here! Six days after Play emailed me to let me know it had been dispatched, I now hold in my hands the deliciously molesterable Rollo Weeks a copy of the Thief Lord movie. YES! Hot underage boylove is mine in both fullscreen and widescreen formats. Sadly, the deleted scenes failed to include a Scipio/Prosper snogfest, but I don't care, because I know it happened and that's all that matters.

I was wondering how they were going to handle the after-effects of the roundabout, and I gotta say, that thing with using the original actors voices as their child-selves was just retarded. Especially Barbarossa - even leaving aside the fact that that kid looked like the Anti-Christ (and not a cute Anti-Christ like Adam Young or Damien in the first two Omen movies), that voice would have made any sane person run for the hills. But then again, the movie!Esther and Max were fucking psychotic, so it's probably a fair match.

Speaking of Adam Young, Jasper Harris? Bang on the money. If they ever get around to making Good Omens into a film, dear God, let him be cast. He's such a cutie; that whole "You forgot something important; it's under my jumper... it's me!" made me want to hug him and feed him sugar cookies and let him play with William Bullock in the land of Kids Who Are Just Too Damn Cute For My Black Heart To Withstand. They can throw rocks at Jake Lloyd and that stupid kid from the BSG mini-series from where they sit in the ajoining land of Kids I Hate And Should Be Thrown Out Of Airlocks After Being Eaten By A Fucking Annoying Robodog. What the hell was going on with Bo hallucinating about those animals, though? Uh, Prop, I think someone's been slipping your kid brother LSD on the sly...

For some reason, Vanessa Redgrave - who is in the film for like, twenty seconds - is the only cast member named on the back of the case, presumably because it's better than writing "starring that dude who was in the Scarlet Pimpernel and a bunch of Hornblower alumni that you've probably never heard of unless you're a total nerd who whores for Jamie Bamber in breeches". But seriously, what the hell? Why not just write "cast of rising young stars", because I guaran-fucking-tee, we'll be hearing from Rollo Weeks again when I kidnap him for my own depraved purposes and his parents start a campaign to rescue their poor, sweet child from my clutches.

More to come later on meeting John Connolly, the second season of Deadwood, and why Dan Dority needs to marry me like right the hell now.

I wonder who would win if Pollution from Good Omens and the Wombles got into a fight. I mean, if you think about it, Wombles are like Pollution's natural enemies.

My money would be on the Wombles, because Pollution is basically a hippy-emo hybrid and, well, the Wombles are fucking vicious.

Today is the start of the two-day Hexmas celebration in honour of Crowley and Aziraphale. Much like a multipack bag of crisps, these two characters should not be sold seperatly. Now go! Read thy Good Omens!

Also, the 11th was Bettany Day. Sorry about that.

This is what a 1926 Bentley looks like. Weird. In my mind, Crowley drives a car not unlike the Angelmobile. I miss the Angelmobile. No other car live up to it in my mind.

Also, in keeping with the Good Omens theme of today, some fic recommendations. Slash, of course, because I never read anything else.

Twofish is all shades of yummy. Angelsex, killer fish and drunken ramblings. There is no badness here.

The Sacred and the Profane is about as AU as a fic can get without leaving the fandom entirely. So much angst, (which is AU in itself if you ask me) so well written, so unfinished and unfortuantly, so unlikely to ever be updated again.

New Day and it's sequel, Heavenly Messanger, again are heavy with the angst, but very sweet and well-written, and basically just cute.

The Day After Tomorrow, not to be confused with the completely over-done disaster movie of the same name, is filled with fluffies and Aziraphale-kissage. Which frankly, is how I like my GO fic.

First and foremost, April's Tape Vault has all 65 episodes of Big Wolf on Campus on VHS for sale. $10 per tape plus shipping, payment through Paypal. Prepare not to hear from me for a few days once season 1 gets here. Woo!

Secondly, is there anything more depressing than introducing someone to a fandom dear to your heart, only to have them completely miss a major point? Well, there probably is, but it makes me pretty damn resentful. Crowley being black with no hair, honestly. Some people should have their fucking eyes put out if they're that stupid. Especially if they're 'bisexual Wiccans', and I use sarcastic quotemarks.

Thirdly, old-school Angel rocks. So, so much. And in view of the outcome of season 5, 'To Shanshu in LA' is an absolute heartbreaker. Poor, pretty Angel. Also Wesley. He became so annoying during the whole Fred-Gunn-Wesley love triangle of boringness, I'd all but forgotten how much I liked him during the latter half of season one, and all of season two.

Highlights thus far include:

"Can you fly?" Quite possibly Angel's coolest moment ever.

"I don't see Angel in tights... okay, now I do, and it's disturbing."

"Maybe I'm a little attracted." And there was a disturbance in the Force, as if a million Fangirls squee'd out at once.

"The good fight, yeah?" Sniff. Doyle.

"Low rats." Ha!

"Is that it? Am I done?" Again, 'Sniff. Doyle.'

"I don't need advice from some middle-class white dude that's dead." This is extra-funny because, when Gunn says this, Angel makes this little sad face that just screams 'Aw, I wanted to be a homie'. Heh, homie!Angel.

"Epiphanied off." Another wonderous Gunnism.

Gunn throwing that vampire into the foyer of WRH, and his 'evil white folks do have a Mecca' rant.

"I've seen you in bed," delivered to both Cordy and Wes. Watch Cordy's knowing smile when Gunn says this to Wesley. Funny 'cause it's true.

Angelus making a brief appearence in 'Eternity'. I love you, Angelus!

"Evil Angel never would have worn those pants."

Lindsey running Angel over in the Pickup Truck of Love, Or At Least Unrequited Lust.

Lindsey's hand being cut off. Never. Stops. Being. Funny.

Steve, aka Lindsey's Evil Hand (blatently an excuse to grope Angel and blame it on some Wolfram and Hart-style spookiness - 'cause you know Angel would be gullible enough to believe it)

"These chains must be forced from some mystical metal."
"Really?"
"No, I was just trying to make myself feel better."

Wesley pretending to be Angel in the Virginia episode. "Oh no, not the sun! For I am a vampire, and... oh. Ah." Also, Angel's "Not a Eunuch!" bit.

Wesley and Cordy pretending to be Buffy and Angel:
"Kiss me!"
"Bite me!"
"Why don't you both bite me?"

The Dance of Joy.

"Kumshuk with a Groosalug."

The heartbreakiness of 'I Will Remember You'. Ohh, Angel.

And, of course, 'In The Dark'. That whole episode is great, from Spike's voice-over at the begining ("To the Angelmobile, away!") to Oz's "You're incredibly pale" at the end.

Five years of Angel. Seven years of Buffy. It's the end of an era.

All audio tapes, left in a car for more than a fortnight, will become Best of Queen albums. Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman said it, so it must be true.

Seriously though, Good Omens is probably the best book I've ever read. It's certainly my favourite - I've had to buy three copies over the years, since they fall apart from constant rereading.

Crowley and Aziraphale make me laugh so hard - Crowley's duck-sinking, plant-torture and initiative training with real guns, and Arizaphale's stage-magic, bike healing and Bernard from Black Books-esque behaviour (especially funny coming from an angel).

And Pepper. I love Pepper. "That's sexist, that is, going around giving people girly presents just because they're a girl."

I want to have her babies.