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dmarleyGoing to see Pirates of the Caribbean for the fourth time was definitely a mistake. The fact that I took along a mini notebook and scribbled notes in the dark was merely the symbolic white flag of my surrender to a new #!@$$%! fandom.
Even worse, I think I've finally succumbed, for the first time in my life, to a One True Pairing. Or, more precisely, a One True Threesome. (And I'd like to know exactly when the aliens came and replaced my brain, thank you very much.) My usual MO with a new obsession is to read everything I can find that's even remotely interesting, but when I go in search of Pirates of the Caribbean stories, the only thing I seem to find interesting is Jack/Elizabeth/Will. WTF is up with that? Since when can I not simply enjoy the two nice men by their onesies?
Actually, I do know since when. Since the writers/director/actress gave me a female character that I adore, and put her in a relationship that I can't--and don't want to--break up. I just can't do the Jack/Will mental diagram without there being a big Elizabeth-shaped hole. I'm sure writers have come up with all kinds of creative methods of getting the boys together sans Elizabeth, but for once I find that even a plausible and well-written scenario doesn't do it for me. I don't just want Elizabeth to be treated nicely and leave with dignity and respect and plausibility, I want her to be there, as part of the story. So, OT3 it is.
And whose brilliant idea was it to set this blasted movie in a time/place where I actually have to do research? In the last few days, I've had every volume of my encyclopedia scattered across the floor, looking up everything from nautical terms to the average annual temperatures of Jamaica. Every time I type a sentence, it seems, I need to know exactly when three-quarter sleeves came into fashion or what year Port Royal was demolished or some other trivial fact.
Not to mention that I now know more than I would have ever thought possible about the creation, maintainance, and care of dreadlocks. I mean, what if Jack took a bath (hey, miracles can happen :)) and I wrote something horribly ignorant about the way he washed his hair? This stuff is important, you know! :)
So, there it is. Shiny new fandom. Curse it.
Even worse, I think I've finally succumbed, for the first time in my life, to a One True Pairing. Or, more precisely, a One True Threesome. (And I'd like to know exactly when the aliens came and replaced my brain, thank you very much.) My usual MO with a new obsession is to read everything I can find that's even remotely interesting, but when I go in search of Pirates of the Caribbean stories, the only thing I seem to find interesting is Jack/Elizabeth/Will. WTF is up with that? Since when can I not simply enjoy the two nice men by their onesies?
Actually, I do know since when. Since the writers/director/actress gave me a female character that I adore, and put her in a relationship that I can't--and don't want to--break up. I just can't do the Jack/Will mental diagram without there being a big Elizabeth-shaped hole. I'm sure writers have come up with all kinds of creative methods of getting the boys together sans Elizabeth, but for once I find that even a plausible and well-written scenario doesn't do it for me. I don't just want Elizabeth to be treated nicely and leave with dignity and respect and plausibility, I want her to be there, as part of the story. So, OT3 it is.
And whose brilliant idea was it to set this blasted movie in a time/place where I actually have to do research? In the last few days, I've had every volume of my encyclopedia scattered across the floor, looking up everything from nautical terms to the average annual temperatures of Jamaica. Every time I type a sentence, it seems, I need to know exactly when three-quarter sleeves came into fashion or what year Port Royal was demolished or some other trivial fact.
Not to mention that I now know more than I would have ever thought possible about the creation, maintainance, and care of dreadlocks. I mean, what if Jack took a bath (hey, miracles can happen :)) and I wrote something horribly ignorant about the way he washed his hair? This stuff is important, you know! :)
So, there it is. Shiny new fandom. Curse it.