tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33702592011-04-22T02:19:45.035+01:00a toe in the water...farscape, fandom, little pebbles rolling around in my brainfialkanoreply@blogger.comBlogger1321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1086134917583816922004-06-02T01:01:00.000+01:002004-06-02T01:08:37.583+01:00Just in case anyone is wondering where this blog has gone...
Yup, I bit the LJ bug. I'll keep this one up for the moment, but on the off chance you're looking for me, I can now be found at Rhapsody in Purple
See y'around.fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1083019794583941502004-04-26T23:46:00.000+01:002004-04-26T23:52:57.716+01:00For my beloved Scapers (neither gone, nor forgotten): The Vid is finally up at Farscape Fantasy! ::Squee::
It's my number 2 creation (I was lazy about uploading the first, and someone else snagged the song.) But hey, I'm now officially a vidder. What fun.
You Cut Her Hairfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1077662352917494302004-02-24T22:33:00.000Z2004-02-24T22:41:13.936Z...and another one bites the dust...
Resolutions, that is. IE, the one where I wasn't going to write any more fic and concentrate on The Real Thing instead.
Oops.
And, to make matters worse, it's not even Farscape. It's Xena. Call me late to the party, but hey, I was living in Czech/Germany when it was on the air.
So, while the world needs another post-FIN vignette like it needs another fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1068581215254582412003-11-11T20:06:00.000Z2003-11-11T20:06:52.926ZWhat you do in LA with no car and the MTA on strike
(besides loll about eating pop tarts and going back to sleep halfway through the morning because Con is coming and you need to stockpile some zzz's)
You rifle through your friends' video and DVD collections looking for stuff you haven't seen. Which if you're me and you've recently spent nine years under an Eastern European bushel, makes such fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1066916992996449862003-10-23T14:49:00.000+01:002003-10-23T14:49:52.440+01:00up in the air -- it's a plane! it's a pig! it's...
... me blogging about a show on a major network. And not being snarky about it. And it's not even genre. Whoah. What's up with that?
I can't tell you how long it's been since I've *watched*, let alone liked anything on the three US majors. Now obviously, since I like it, sharp objects are probably being sharpened. So before The Big Sword of fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-1063843054885907802003-09-18T00:57:00.000+01:002003-09-18T00:57:34.243+01:00apropos of some kvet-- er, discussion that's been floating about.
Farscape, Season 4. {Jewish mother} Vere, oh vere did it all go wrong? {/Jewish Mother}
Well. It's not *all* wrong. If this was my first season watching, I'd either think Farscape was pretty good or it was incomprehensible. Actually, it wasn't my first season and that is pretty much what I think. Mind you, those first three fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-946794932003-05-21T11:58:00.000+01:002003-05-30T03:05:33.000+01:00and so it goes
(For some reason this didn't post the day I wrote it. Ah well, better late etc.)
Farewell to the Buffster, farewell one and all.
To comment without specific spoilage: close enough to what I expected to satisfy, different enough to surprise. All hail the return of Clever Dialogue Saving Us From Sentimental Hogwash And Just In The Nick of Time. While I still think 'The Gift' fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-938582842003-05-06T13:37:00.000+01:002003-05-06T13:37:20.633+01:00 Oh dear.
Oh dear oh dear oh dear.
Welcome to the one and only review I'll ever do of CSI:Miami (unless some other Farscape alum turns up on it, of course).
First, let me tell you I've solved some mysteries of my own. Yes, I finally found out where the blonde Republican lawyer went when she fled the Democratic White House. Apparently Miami was an extremely popular destination this winter: fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-929513342003-04-21T00:35:00.000+01:002003-04-21T00:35:22.060+01:00A drabble, or in my case, a few paragraphs that spilled out and don't really go into anything I'm working on
He buries himself in her, of course. Eventually, when he's hauled himself up from the Slough of Despond, back into the painfully weird life he inhabits these days. Half Lost in Space, half Star Wars.
He sinks into her, face buried in the soft side of her neck. Skin salty sweet against fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-926012192003-04-14T20:44:00.000+01:002003-04-14T22:31:31.000+01:00I've been avoiding politics on the blog because that space is public, and it's my sandbox or my pond or whatever, but definitely the place I stick my head in and hide from the nonsense of this world (not that tormented space was that much less nonsensical this year, but that's another kettle of mixed metaphors entirely). So...let me talk about Madonna.
Yeah, Madonna.
I lived in New York in fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-924951642003-04-12T19:58:00.000+01:002003-04-12T21:11:57.000+01:00John and Aeryn woke this morning, brushing fluffy cloud-bits out of their hair and wanting to know why their place in my head was suddenly occupied by these lesser immortals, these creatures of my own imagination.
Heaven forfend.
I told them to go away and do whatever it is they do when they're on hiatus together, at which point Aeryn quite icily reminded me that they've never *been* on fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-918307562003-04-02T09:14:00.000+01:002003-04-04T01:09:12.000+01:00no place like
Ten days was not enough -- it feels like it took almost the entire time for my head to clear from the last six months. Clarity returned about an hour before I got on the plane home. Too late for all the words I couldn't find while I was there. Ah well. A reason to return (not hard to find those). At least I was more coherent than in November.
So. Old friends seen, new ones met. Ifialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-910272412003-03-20T01:23:00.000Z2003-03-20T04:27:27.000Zall my bags are packed
But not quite ready to go. I wonder what airport security is going to make of the John figure that insisted on coming along for luck.
I really could have picked a better time to go to the States, but it's been planned for months, and I'm stubborn that way. Also, good people await me on the other end, and that's always been the best reason to go anywhere.
Interesting fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-909221992003-03-18T14:00:00.000Z2003-03-18T14:02:33.000ZToo much blather for YACCs
This really belongs in the comments for the last entry, but it was longer than allowed. Tazey said: "What I meant was, since you were at odds with the writing and the writer of La Bomba, that perhaps some of the writing choices had been overruled by editing/production choices on which the writer himself had little if no influence."
Answer: Ah, I see what you mean.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-907448522003-03-15T03:22:00.000Z2003-03-15T03:34:12.000ZOnce more, into the breach
I've seen La Bomba again since I wrote these comments, and I'm much more blase about it now that I know how it all ends. However, in the interests of honest critique, I post it here as written on the Wednesday after it aired.
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Bah bah bah bah La Bomba
I'm not exactly sure why I dislike this one so much. It's not the best FS ever, that's a given, but I'm not fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-904948882003-03-11T02:35:00.000Z2003-03-11T02:35:16.420Zand so it goes
Comments on 421 written, but not posted. I don't know if I'll do comments on 422 at all. There are holes, of course, but tonight I'd prefer not to see them. Tonight, let me go with what I've been given. Let me raise a glass of single malt, and snuffle into my handkerchief and remember exactly how much I love this show.fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-903386032003-03-08T03:59:00.000Z2003-03-08T03:59:46.420ZBonnie and Clyde ride again
420: We're So Screwed Pt 2: Hot to Katratzi. (in four parts, because once again, I have to)
Last week I said it felt like Prayer/Fetal Attraction should have been the two-parter. This week I'm absolutely certain of that. Hot to Katrazi jumpstarts itself with a *huge* leap from the end of Fetal Attraction, where we left Aeryn still semi-prostrate, and John with a fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-903385502003-03-08T03:58:00.000Z2003-03-08T04:01:34.000Z...continued
Maybe that's why the others have gone along as well. Though this is also homage to Into the Lion's Den 1 in many ways, the feeling on Lo'la is nothing like it was on the way to the command carrier -- a move that read more like a suicide pact. This reads more like a party and it's both thrilling and terrifying, because if there is any action more suicidal than walking beside the man fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-903385242003-03-08T03:57:00.000Z2003-03-08T04:02:38.000Z...continued
The very large scheduling problems are solved here by breaking John's plan into bite-size morsels and having people communicate over the comms. It's a trick that FS has often relied on in the past and could have used more often this year. Combined with fast cuts, it does give the illusion of everyone being together, although it can't quite overcome the fact that with 8 crew, even fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-903384882003-03-08T03:56:00.000Z2003-03-08T04:03:18.000Z...continued
-Aeryn and John's tiptoe through the tulips is as mad as their little dance-at-the-end-of-the-world, and just as delicious. (Anyone not snortle at the sound of the zipper? Spot the homage to what I still think is one of FS's funniest episodes: The Flax)
-Scorpius: spy, double agent, triple agent? Or just looking out for number one, whichever odd fellows he must lie in bed with?
-fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-902936632003-03-07T10:16:00.000Z2003-03-07T10:16:26.030ZDon't you love it when someone you admired in another life (fandom) turns up in your new one?
Friends, I present Loligo. I don't have to write my own comments anymore, I can just point and say "what she said."
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-897869032003-02-26T18:41:00.000Z2003-02-27T17:24:28.000ZCurrent politics
I could rant, I could rave. Or I could just send you here. Much funnier, and I can go back to sticking my head in the sands of Farscape.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-897399902003-02-25T23:24:00.000Z2003-02-25T23:24:24.343ZI take it back, I think.
But I won't take it down. Consider it part of the historical landscape, even if I wind up (happily) recanting every word.
In other news (cough) the full version of Reflections in a Stolen 'I' has finally made it onto Leviathan. Kept telling me I needed a warning, even though I kept clicking on 'none'. Hmm. Maybe there's a sentient on the archive?
Thanks to Cofax for fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-897250132003-02-25T18:41:00.000Z2003-02-25T18:41:21.186ZFor those who can't wait...
Comments on 419 here.
Off to watch the next.fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-895824382003-02-23T04:40:00.000Z2003-02-23T04:40:54.760ZNo atheists in Scarran foxholes
(in four parts, not because I can, but because I have to)
Prayer is not quite the Aeryn version of WGFA I'd hoped for, but that aside, it pretty much delivers exactly what's expected. Like The Choice, Prayer is most remarkable for the chance it gives Claudia Black to flex some acting muscle -- an opportunity that she's not had much of this season -- and I'm fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-895801012003-02-23T03:42:00.000Z2003-02-23T04:48:44.000ZSo what are we to think of the cold open here?
Monjo's Aeryn is always an indomitable force, all the way back to The Flax and AHR, when she was still something of a cypher. (I'll ignore Kansas, which I think is Monjo's weakest script; both plot and character sacrificed to a tired series of jokes.) What he excels at is the distinction between Aeryn's public and private personae; between the partfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-895799492003-02-23T03:38:00.000Z2003-02-23T04:47:50.000ZSalient points (or not)--
-- That first chair looks as if it's usually used for forced breeding and I have to say, I really hope they're not leaving that as a card to pull out of the hat later. I'm not sure I could quite deal with that knowing we won't have another season, since I'm sure its ramifications would have carried well over into next year.
-- Likewise, I don't think I was meant to fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-895799082003-02-23T03:37:00.000Z2003-02-23T04:43:01.000ZBut back to Scorpius and John. (Such an adorable couple, are they not?)
This year has been all about the deconstruction of John Crichton, to the point where I suspect the cliffhanger may have nothing to do with his relationship with Aeryn (and frankly, I'd be grateful for that. Even I'm beginning to feel they've banged the relationship gong too often and too loudly this season). We've seen Johnfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-895798272003-02-23T03:35:00.000Z2003-02-23T04:46:03.000ZDamn.
It does say something about the organic quality of FS that I didn't immediately recognise these as newbie eps. However, the long-term writers are able to carry a throughline that resonates subtly across the seasons -- I wondered at Aeryn's sudden willingness to talk romance in Terra Firma, but there was still a core to her that I recognised from as far back as TFaL, even though the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-892523832003-02-17T18:38:00.000Z2003-02-17T22:40:03.000ZSomething I might regret...
Since I'm having so much trouble uploading, and since I've only got a couple of hours to do comments on 417, I'm going to try something dangerous...writing them directly into Blogger.
Yeah, I know. Desperate circumstances, desperate measures. {G}
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A Constellation of Doubt
Oh my god. This is just so much of a badness, a very bad badness.
::yippee::
I'm fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-892493442003-02-17T17:42:00.000Z2003-02-17T23:00:45.000ZAnd now, back to our previously scheduled analysis:
D'Argo's word doesn't seem to last that long, though it's hard to tell how much time has passed between the end of BTHB and this. From what I know of this crew's tenacity and their level of despair, I would imagine several days at least, and their chance of catching up with Aeryn while she's still in transit is fading fast.
Since we have been fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-892405322003-02-17T14:38:00.000Z2003-02-17T23:03:41.000ZI've put forth Scorpius as the architect of a plan that went awry, but I'm quite willing to be wrong about that. Willing to go completely out in the wild and ask: could this somehow be an elaborate scheme by Stark to punish John for letting Aeryn go, after Zhaan had died to save her? Did Aeryn herself perhaps die in a timeline only Stark has seen?
Based on the end of The Choice, I would have fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-892380292003-02-17T13:39:00.000Z2003-02-17T14:35:38.000ZIt is done.
Reflections in a Stolen 'I', Part 1 , Part 2, and Part 3.
I'll replace those with a single version as soon as I can get one to upload correctly. Right now, I'm just grateful to Kansas.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-891270832003-02-15T03:59:00.000Z2003-02-15T03:59:24.236ZThe internet hates me
No matter what I do, my comments keep getting frelled. Now I can't even get the simplest HTML to upload onto Geocities correctly. I suspect it's IE, but suddenly neither Netscape nor Opera are working.
Five days later, I've managed to break it into two parts and get it to load correctly. Maybe I should stick to one paragraph comments from now on.
Bringing home the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-891268712003-02-15T03:52:00.000Z2003-02-15T03:52:23.603ZA Funny Thing Happened On My Way to the Commerce Planet--
Ah, boys and their toys, boys and their toys. Bringing Home the Beacon is the girl ep, and in the best Farscape fashion, tosses gender conventions right out the window. The boys stay home discussing recipes while the girls go off and have the adventure.
I'm still a bit confused about how long the boys were off playing with Katoya, andfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-891266562003-02-15T03:46:00.000Z2003-02-15T03:56:17.000ZRandom observations:
-Noranti's eye shows a colour I haven't noticed before -- red, which appears to communicate fear. Apparently, the eyeball is more of a mood ring than I previously figured.
-For some reason the two women at the gene-change-massage-parlour remind me of a double-dose of Jane Horrocks, with a nice dollop of menace in the older one. Not quite sure why the masseuse needed to fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-887298692003-02-07T23:09:00.000Z2003-02-07T23:09:29.776Zmental as something or other
Comments on Mental As Anything finally finished, though entirely possible no one will care after tonight's ep.
It's a completion thing {g}. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-886738142003-02-06T23:27:00.000Z2003-02-06T23:31:04.000Zhere's one I made earlier
Not the one below -- this one's actually finished. Worlds Enough, and Time
Many thanks to Maayan, for letting me play in the Sleep While I Drive sandbox. Castles, castles everywhere.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-886161402003-02-05T23:35:00.000Z2003-02-05T23:38:45.000Z...be careful what you wish for...
Unbeta'd, untitled and unfinished. Read at your own risk.
(Note: Due to Blogger not allowing me to see updates until the next day, I hadn't noticed that once again it had eaten a substantial portion of the text. Here's the real version. Second section below.)
Halfway through sleep cycle, it's quiet on command. My preferred time, my preferred shift. No fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-885476972003-02-04T20:26:00.000Z2003-02-05T23:32:58.000ZIt began on Bedi Prime, just before we lost Yoshian. I had been sent for weapons supplies, an easy enough assignment. We left the freighter far out, came down in an ordinary pod. We were dressed like colonial sebaceans, dun weaves and canvas trousers. Our story was easy, we were miners, and we wanted projectile weapons to protect our colony from the scarrans.
Bedi lies along the edge of the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-882499712003-01-30T04:51:00.000Z2003-01-30T05:27:27.000ZOnce again, blogger frells...
Here's something to chew on while I get my TS comments into html -- if TPTB have thrown out UR physics (only one John in the universe at one time) and are going with Kansas physics (you get to meet your former self) and IF Aeryn is from a future where she never came back to Moya...where's the Aeryn from this time?
Theories gratefully accepted.
Comments on 414 fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-876625882003-01-19T03:02:00.000Z2003-01-19T03:02:01.663ZBloody &*^% Blogger
I'm tired of fighting with the blogger software, which keeps tossing my posts into a mixmaster and sending them back chopped into rubbish. I can be incomprehensible all by myself, thanks.
Review of Terra Firma can be found here. If you'd like to comment, please come back to this page.
Sorry folks, it's all I can think of to do right now.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-872499902003-01-11T04:13:00.000Z2003-01-11T04:30:30.000ZKansas. The Final Frontier. These are the voyages of...
Oops. Wrong show.
I wanted to write this before I'd seen 413, but time got away and it didn't happen. I'll try not to let that colour my review of this, but it's going to be hard.
Some eps resonate and some eps don't, and it's all quite personal, I suppose. Coup by Clam, for me, went thwpt. Promises and A Prefect Murder were not perfect, fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-871068762003-01-08T11:01:00.000Z2003-01-08T11:01:04.153Z--part three of the great unbeta'd. while the US waits for Kansas--
One guy, two guy, big guy, blue guy.
"D. What's up, mah man?"
He puts his hand up for the high five, deliberately misses and walks on past. He can practically hear D'Argo's look over the noise of the station, a rebuking silence that grates in his ears.
John stops before a refreshment kiosk, reaches into his pocket. The dark fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-870207622003-01-06T20:11:00.000Z2003-01-06T20:11:32.233Zand this is all I'm going to say
I haven't posted about 412, partly because I was waiting for it to air in the US, and partly because I had some reservations that kind of got in the way. It's a fun ep, the kind of thing I'm sure I'll enjoy more later.
413, however, is all that and a bag of chips. More than 'classic' Farscape, whatever your top ten is, I doubt it will fail to include this. It'sfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-867064952002-12-30T18:44:00.000Z2002-12-30T18:46:52.000ZF minus 10
A blessing and a curse, that waiting for a tv show to start should have me so nervous. Could be that for the first time, I actually get to see an episode of Farscape right as it airs. No waiting for tapes, no queuing for (ahem) alternate methods. Damn, but I wish we could all talk together at 7.30.
The machine is set, the tea is steeping...go ahead, DK. Do your worst, which is fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-858041182002-12-10T22:25:00.000Z2002-12-10T23:16:14.000ZFor your reading (ahem) pleasure:
Rain (NC-17, so it won't be posted here.)
PS -- if you have written me feedback, I'm on the road again (yeah *again*, sigh) so please forgive me for late responses. It is, however, read, printed, happy-danced, rubbed on cheeks for luck and otherwise deeply appreciated as the best chocolate in my UTiverse.
See you Monday. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-856216532002-12-07T02:48:00.000Z2002-12-07T16:20:04.000ZAm I there yet?
Piles of letters, inbox full, suitcase stuffed with dirty clothes, bit of post-trip depression...yup, I must finally be home.
Doing the blog rounds I find there's not much to add to the con reports. I was not expecting the glory of last year, which I've heard so much about, and which made me buy a ticket way back in July. I knew ahead of time who would and would not be there. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-847354892002-11-19T01:07:00.000Z2002-11-19T01:07:03.980ZPart Two, before I disappear to the land of cons.
Again, unbeta'd. Because Aeryn wanted her turn too.
Blue. Green.
Planet.
Clouds swirl in Aeryn's glass, hot against her cold hands. She drinks the raslak in one gulp. It burns all the way down.
Not a good idea to be getting drunk alone on a strange world, but then nothing she does is good anymore. She hasn't slept right since she fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-845889202002-11-15T19:26:00.000Z2002-11-15T19:26:08.130ZSomething that wants to be...big...when it grows up
Part One, unbeta'd. Just because.
The planet is gritty, just like any one of a dozen others. Crichton is standing in a baked clay road, U2 soundtrack running in his brain. Something he heard years ago. Many somethings, any number of songs. Things come back to him this way sometimes, titles appearing without warning in his mind, a riff of fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-844273112002-11-12T18:11:00.000Z2002-11-13T00:02:34.000ZPottering on...
For once, I get to do a scoop review. My kid dragged me to see Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets on Saturday, and it made a nice change to get out and see something on a big screen. It's been a pretty dull autumn for films, expecially films you could reasonably share with a 12-year-old girl.
After all the astounding fuss last year, imagine my surprise to find ourselves infialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-842408212002-11-08T18:17:00.000Z2002-11-08T18:17:39.346ZIt ain't over till the fat lady sings...
...or at least, till the ratings for 422 come in. Until then, this show is far from dead.
We're in the dark middle, we're tired, winter's setting in and January is a long way away. People are wondering if their efforts are worth anything, if the production team have given up, if writing to SFC again and again is beating a dead horse. They're all valid fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-834538272002-10-24T11:52:00.000+01:002002-10-24T12:06:43.000+01:00Yesterday I went to Borders, headed straight for the geek mag section, as I always do. We have a ton of genre mags here in Britain and of the four biggies, Farscape was on the cover of three of them. Spent half my dole because, well, sometimes you just do that.
Got on the bus and opened TV Zone. Read the cancellation article. Read the one next to it, an interview done with DK before the news fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-833892472002-10-23T05:40:00.000+01:002002-10-23T05:40:47.113+01:00Frell me.
I was editing for format and blogger screwed it all up. So I deleted and reposted, totally forgetting I'd delete my comments. Hadn't read them yet either. So if I don't respond, well...it's because I'm an idiot.
Word to the wise, don't edit your blog at 5am. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-833889692002-10-23T05:33:00.000+01:002002-10-23T05:33:47.933+01:00A fic, a fic, a palpable fic!
FINER
Sunset. Midges crawling on his skin, making him itch. Gouache above the Nantahalas, red purple gold.
*What is this?*
*The sun, reflecting off the clouds.*
"Sun?"
He starts. It's only his father. Hand outstretched, a longneck beading perspiration down his fingers. John takes the beer, turns back to look out over the water. Realises he's humming.
*...fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-831129262002-10-17T12:59:00.000+01:002002-10-17T13:06:59.000+01:00Cool things discovered (thanks to Una in a roundabout way):
Belated (embarrassingly so) but very funny, especially put together with the first: Dork Tower's second FS strip. Oh yeah, I have those days.
Hmf is a German scaper who writes wonderfully in English. I did the chasing-FS-around-Sat1 thing (*nothing* more annoying when you're trying to tape a show!) so I have great sympathy for the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-827851572002-10-10T11:38:00.000+01:002002-10-10T11:41:15.000+01:00Today's blog brought to you by Danny Horn...
If this guy doesn't work for Television Without Pity, he should. Horn decided to throw himself into the deep end and see if he could swim through Season 4 as a casual viewer. My Summer With Farscape is the very funny result.
After all the Deep Philosophical Speculation here (tm) and on other blogs about the meaning of 411 (ah, remember those good fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-827042842002-10-08T21:24:00.000+01:002002-10-08T21:24:39.680+01:00Not done yet
Farscape is still making the rounds of the comics -- the newest is Foxtrot. I tend to think these are going to wind up being some of the best advertising we've had.
And thanks to the one who sent me the link. You know who you are *g*. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-825401352002-10-05T02:19:00.000+01:002002-10-05T02:19:41.010+01:00Long time no update
At some point I will start writing fic again. I *will* talk about something other than the campaign. And on Sunday I will go cycling on the Yorkshire moors, possibly the last time before the cold sets in.
It's been a looooooong month for everyone. Thanks for hanging in there.
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THE FARSCAPE FRIDAY TO-DO LIST -- 4th October
Well, what we hope everyone is doing fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-823264872002-09-30T20:36:00.000+01:002002-09-30T20:43:34.000+01:00From Maayan:
For those who would like a little recap, this is the story so far. We won't beat the TV industry at its own game. They have hundreds of millions of dollars at their disposal, and... we don't. What we do have are demographics and a story that sells. Bearing that in mind, we've taken the time to develop a plan to match objectives and resources.
OBJECTIVE: Bring Farscape back for a fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-822021832002-09-27T19:08:00.000+01:002002-09-27T19:08:39.370+01:00FARSCAPE FRIDAY TO-DO LIST - 09/27/2002
We're asking you to write seven letters this weekend. Two are familiar, but we need to keep a steady stream of mail coming in, so don't let up now. The other five are the first set of advertisers. We've written a sample letter for you to crib from, but it really is better if you can take the time to fashion your own. There's some lovely watermark fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-821261412002-09-26T03:47:00.000+01:002002-09-27T19:08:30.000+01:00Comment, comments, who's got my comments...fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-820479132002-09-24T16:57:00.000+01:002002-09-25T22:53:25.000+01:00something interesting I ran across while not writing my thesis proposal:
Henry Jenkins wrote the seminal work on participatory fan culture back in 1992 (Textual Poachers; NY: Routledge). Ten years on, Jenkins is urging academics to re-examine and challenge his original ideas in the light of changes in fan culture wrought by the internet and the blog revolution.
Food for thought, which I need fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-819983982002-09-23T17:08:00.000+01:002002-09-23T17:13:25.000+01:00Where Do We Go Now? A Plan, from the folks at savefarscape.com
First off, thanks to everyone who has helped with the campaign so far. The efforts this community has produced in just two short weeks has been phenomenal. It's already brought us, and the show, to the attention of the national and international press. We've engaged momentum. Now we've got to keep it going.
This is going to be afialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-819690212002-09-23T01:07:00.000+01:002002-09-23T03:31:47.000+01:00Let's start with a laugh
Go here.
Come back when you're done giggling. The Plan should be hatched by then. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-819145772002-09-21T16:16:00.000+01:002002-09-21T17:28:44.000+01:00Before you give up...
Read these words. I wish DK had been able to say all this in chat. I'm delighted he finally had an opportunity to say it somewhere.
We are so not over. So not over. Take a day, take a weekend. Do the laundry that's towering in the corner (speaking for myself? Nah.). Spend some time away from all this. The letters we sent last week are still arriving. Breathe. Rest.
Butfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-818982122002-09-21T03:34:00.000+01:002002-09-21T03:34:29.913+01:00We're back and Kemper's got us--
Interesting stuff in DK's InterstellarDimensions interview, supplied by Free Pilot. Though the sound quality is not great, listen carefully. This is very much what we've been needing to hear.
UPN, folks. Have at 'em. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-818552532002-09-20T04:59:00.000+01:002002-09-20T05:04:29.000+01:00It's 5am here, and I'm too tired to think
Been up all night every night for two weeks, working on LA time. So I'm going to let Makiko speak for me.
Yeah, what she said. And what I've said already, below. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-818171052002-09-19T12:37:00.000+01:002002-09-19T14:08:47.000+01:00and after a tiring night...
A smile for your morning coffee
Felt like staying in bed with the covers over my head this morning, but I did some blog surfing instead. Hard not to feel like whatever you do, it's just not enough, but keeping up with friends also matters. And I do feel better, to see that the people I know best in the fandom are all still hanging in solid.
But yeah, it was a hardfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-818053952002-09-19T04:49:00.000+01:002002-09-19T04:54:06.000+01:00Earlybird Friday To-Do List
As most of you probably know, the chat at irc.scifi.com #farscape has been rescheduled for tomorrow night.
Absence of information doesn't mean absence of action, however. We may not have precise news, but as far as we've been able to gather we are still where we were two days ago, and the Save Farscape campaign is still on track.
One request we'd like to put out -fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-817936842002-09-19T00:01:00.000+01:002002-09-19T00:01:19.770+01:00Something to do while waiting for chat
Pssst. Put down the coffee. Now go here.fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-817728552002-09-18T15:21:00.000+01:002002-09-18T15:21:36.613+01:00Message from Maayan:
I just received the following from Ricky Manning:
DK, me, and POSSIBLY Ben want to address the troops in #Farscape --
10 am Thu 19 Sept Sydney time, which is
5p Wed 18 Sept Pacific time, 8p Eastern time.
Ben might not make it, and they might be a bit late, but it's definitely happening.
Spread the word, please.
fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-817563282002-09-18T04:53:00.000+01:002002-09-19T00:02:54.000+01:00The Emergency Wednesday To-Do List
My inbox is full of emails and forwards of emails, demanding that the Farscape people come forward with information. All I can say is, when it's possible for them to do so, I'm sure they will.
Actually, I can say this as well: The To-Do lists are made from information gathered nightly from sources closer to this than we are. What we hope to do is point peoplefialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-817187372002-09-17T13:18:00.000+01:002002-09-17T13:45:35.000+01:00"Save Farscape" lives
Some people have noticed the savefarscape.com addy is experiencing problems. Don't panic -- the site is still up and running at http://farscape.wdsection.com -- the problem is only with the referral.
Today's mini-homework: please continue to spread the word about going to register your stats. No names involved, just demographic information. We need the most accurate fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-817023662002-09-17T03:22:00.000+01:002002-09-17T03:22:06.140+01:00Beware the Yahoo!Singapore article
By now you've probably all seen or heard of an article that appeared on Yahoo!Singapore stating that the "big meeting" is over and we've lost our fight.
Before everyone gets their knickers in a twist, I'd like to refer you all to three salient points:
1) the article was supposedly pulled off the Associated France-Presse wire. However, a search of that fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-816531982002-09-16T03:46:00.000+01:002002-09-16T05:53:44.000+01:00For distribution everywhere you hang out:
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The Monday To-Do - "I AM FARSCAPE"
For two days starting tomorrow, Monday, September 16th, we are asking all 'Scapers to take part in "I Am Farscape" - an international action in conjunction with the rally in New York. CNN-HN is also rumoured to be doing an update segment on Tuesday, and we'd like to give them and other media some good visuals tofialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-816381572002-09-15T20:09:00.000+01:002002-09-15T21:14:11.000+01:00Let me speak for no one but myself.
I'm hearing a lot of people calling for direction, leadership, even talking about holding elections, demanding that the people who run the blogs and sites start talking to each other and co-ordinate their efforts.
I want to assure you all that this is already happening, that it's been happening for quite some time by its own natural process as people find fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-816192402002-09-15T05:39:00.000+01:002002-09-15T05:47:55.000+01:00There was an update to the To-Do List, but Blogger ate it
And at 5am, I didn't have the heart to try to recreate it. Check back here tomorrow for Sunday's homework assignment.
Till then, there's this: http://www.tachyon-tv.co.uk/news.htm and this: http://www.gamespy.com/comics/dorktower/
And a big hug to Maayan, who sent them to me, thereby averting madness. fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-815517382002-09-13T14:18:00.000+01:002002-09-14T05:32:02.000+01:00The Farscape Friday To-Do List (Updated)
Maintaining effort is hard and campaigns take time. We are in this for the long-haul, but we've all got lives on the side. It's difficult to
decide what to do when you are deluged with lists of names, addresses, phone numbers, and have limited time to budget.
We -- cofax, Fialka and Maayan, if you want names -- have been assigning each other 'homework'fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-815207642002-09-12T21:23:00.000+01:002002-09-12T21:23:58.190+01:00Words of wisdom from Anth, chatting as we update:
Ploppy: This is an important time in the campaign. People are tired, the situation starts to feel more desperate - I want to say that it's important to stay together as a unified, happy, co-operative group
Ploppy: We need to show to the world and to each other the greatest thing about being a Scaper - the community and its values
Ploppy: fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-815025682002-09-12T13:18:00.000+01:002002-09-12T15:55:28.000+01:00What I did to save Farscape today:
With the CNN Headline News segment we've just taken a giant leap forward -- it'll be hard for other media to ignore the issue once something like CNN's found it worthy of coverage. So a big HURRAH! to them, and to us. We're rolling a boulder uphill but it IS rolling, and it's things like this that give us a big ole push over that nasty outcrop.
Now before fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-814876992002-09-12T03:44:00.000+01:002002-09-12T03:44:38.543+01:00Our top story tonight:
Transcript of a CNN Headline News Hotwired segment aired at 8:45 pm and updated at 9:45 pm, September 11.
...Steven: Well the Television studio executives have their eyes closed
Sophia: Or maybe they don't have access to the internet, and that's what fans of one popular TV show are asking. Renay San Migel has a story now Renay an update for us:
Renay: Well if the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-814265702002-09-11T00:26:00.000+01:002002-09-11T06:09:01.000+01:00September 11th
Which it is, here.
People are asking what to do. I speak for no one but myself, but I can't help but remember this time last year. Five days spent glued to CNN while everything else in my life stopped cold. The tears and the anger and trying to put on a good face for my kids so they wouldn't be too scared. The absolute terror until I was able to get hold of all my friends in NY fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-814076312002-09-10T16:27:00.000+01:002002-09-10T19:51:32.000+01:00Yet another email that begins 'Rumor also had it ...'
I think that's the salient point. Rumour. Yeah, there's lots of that flying about.
Personally, if it doesn't come directly from source, or from someone you know absolutely is getting it directly from source, I wouldn't give it much weight. And even so, source is not infallible. People can give out misinformation because their understanding fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-813624212002-09-09T18:05:00.000+01:002002-09-09T18:22:42.000+01:00Further contact information:
I'm putting this at the top, though we're told petitions don't carry much weight. Still, this one now has over 10,000 signatures. Don't let this be all you do, but it sure can't hurt:
http://www.ipetitions.com/campaigns/SAVE_FARSCAPE/
Once again, to send letters of support directly to the cast and crew email CrackersDoMatter@yahoo.com. Please don't email the fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-813292702002-09-08T23:48:00.000+01:002002-09-09T11:54:54.000+01:00Maayan and myself have been thinking about something nice, supportive and immediate that we could do for the cast and crew, something at once representative, unintrusive and practical. Mail, faxes and e-mails sent to Homebush are wonderful, and I'm sure they're getting plenty, but at the same time, we don't want to drown them under a lot of paper, the way we are drowning Sci Fi, and we don't knowfialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-812969272002-09-08T02:32:00.000+01:002002-09-08T02:48:50.000+01:00Crackers Do Matter
Before I begin I just have to say -- I've seen numerous posts in various places saying 'well it's just a tv show' and 'no one listens to the fans' and even 'you guys are idiots to bother'. You know what I say to that? Frelling bollocks.
I have been involved in direct action politics my entire adult life. This comes from the same place. It's about not lying back with "wipe fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-812670542002-09-07T05:50:00.000+01:002002-09-07T23:55:15.000+01:00Feels like I should shroud the blog in black.
Farscape has been cancelled. It makes no sense.
DK has asked that everyone try to call and to write letters rather than just emails, to send telegrams if possible. We've got about a week to make ourselves heard, then the chainsaws come for Moya. Be "disappointed rather than angry." Urge them to at least release the first four seasons so another fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-811364442002-09-04T13:35:00.000+01:002002-09-04T13:53:31.000+01:00And it's still going on
I keep dreaming of the story that will finally unite all the plot bunnies hopping around my hard drive, making more baby bunnies by the day. Maybe this will be the one, when it grows up, gets beta'd and polished. But not today. Today is Sam and clearing old stuff off the desk and backing up the laptop so I can finally take it in to be fixed (word to the wise: never buy a fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-809799902002-09-01T04:52:00.000+01:002002-09-01T05:06:15.000+01:00Too much thought gives rise to weirdness --
He has dreams of another life, a place where he died and she held him.
"Shhh," Aeryn whispers, hugging his back to her breasts.
He killed her once, he remembers that, still wonders how she ever forgave him for it. The rest of it is grains of sand, slipping between his fingers.
He turns carefully in her arms. The bed is small, its curves fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-808474022002-08-29T01:29:00.000+01:002002-08-29T02:05:11.000+01:00Travelling The Wormhole from the opposite direction
Cross-posted from the list, and a discussion of whether or not Einstein intentionally put Moya back in an unrealized reality, slightly edited here for clarity. With thanks to Karen, who asked the question.
My feeling is that it could not have been *intentional* since they're all about trying to prevent distortion of reality...but I can fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-807059312002-08-26T01:22:00.000+01:002002-08-26T01:22:22.020+01:00Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Spoilers for 411. Oh yeah.
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So, fear is not the mindkiller, not the little death which brings total obliteration. Fear is sense and sensibility, the natural reaction to the knowledge that one is in control of far more than 'me'. That the universe hangs not only upon one's actions to save it, but upon one's ability to navigate an uncharted timefialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-805430102002-08-22T00:21:00.000+01:002002-08-22T00:26:48.000+01:00Ask and ye shall receive
My kid made me lego Farscape. Tiny Aeryn in a tiny prowler. A module for John. Scorpius sweeps the space station because he's been bad, while the others drink in the bar.
Ah yes, I've trained her well. {g}
Looking forward to 411 and a weekend with Maayan. Escape from the news. It's good to live in a country where the death of two girls still matters so much, but I fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-803750372002-08-18T02:51:00.000+01:002002-08-18T02:51:42.943+01:00The World According to Fart
Spoilers for 410.
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About which, my main reaction is...fnnh.
What, you ask, means 'fnnh'? Well, it's something that should be crisp and lively, but instead sort of kind of lies there and mumbles. Limp. Indecisive. Inspiring no comment.
Of course, I have comments or I wouldn't be here, so perhaps it wasn't as fnnh as it felt. And I didn't do last week,fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-802066802002-08-14T00:35:00.000+01:002002-08-14T01:21:00.000+01:00My city is drowning.
For those of you who don't know me, I lived in Prague for five years. The beauty of Starometske Namesti -- which will be waist deep in water by the time most of you read this -- is something I cannot describe. Beautiful baroque buildings, slowly restored. Grace, elegance, and a thousand tourists drinking coffee and beer in the long summer nights.
There is a Christmas fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-801175302002-08-12T02:34:00.000+01:002002-08-12T02:46:12.000+01:00Comments on 409 forthcoming. Until then, there's this:
She's full of memories these days, things she's not suppose to know.
A woman, holding herself in a shadowed room; a man beside her, incorporeal.
The man is tall, robust. The kind of man that's made to love.
She dreamt of the woman before she saw her, but then she's often dreamt of people she didn't know. Bones grow brittle and the teeth fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-799572892002-08-08T00:31:00.000+01:002002-08-08T00:55:17.000+01:00I had too much time today while waiting for videos to compile.
Some spoilers for 408 follow, but no formal comments this time around.
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I kept trying to figure out what John was seeing in the flashes, but I couldn't slow my avi down and no one seemed to have done caps for the net. May I now recommend Cinematograph, which allows you to advance a DivX avi frame by frame (and doesn't fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-798207342002-08-05T00:23:00.000+01:002002-08-05T03:52:58.000+01:00407 spoilers abound.
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Aeryn is unintelligible, Crais is a beast, D'Argo a child, and Rygel not much more than a bump in the road.
John Quixote is about much more than tilting at windmills, it's a quixotic look into the mind of Stark and his perceptions, not just John's. JQ is undoubtedly a brilliant piece of work, so dense with symbolism, back-referencing and inside jokes that I fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-797174022002-08-02T04:27:00.000+01:002002-08-02T04:27:13.006+01:00I was just playing about a bit...
And the next thing I knew, I'd stayed up all night redesigning my Farfic site. 'Bout time those poor kids had a decent place of their own.
Visitors welcome. Comments may be left in the box by the door. {g}fialkanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3370259.post-795064762002-07-28T10:57:00.000+01:002002-07-28T10:58:46.000+01:00The Merry Wives of Farscape (407)
There was laughter, there was shouting, there was Maayan jumping up and down barefoot in the garden.
And now there are bagels and the second viewing.
Later {waving}fialkanoreply@blogger.com