"Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light."
~ Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

11/20/12

End of the month came and went, and I completely forgot to post an original poem.  I know - the shame, the shame!  Anyway, here you are.  Feels like a lifetime ago.

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11/20/12



 
I came out today.
It was in a quietly safe place,
An office erected
For the heady business
Of self-exploration.

As I spoke,
I listened to the tear-stained echoes
Of trepidatious students
Who somehow summoned the strength
To unfold themselves
For another person to see,
And I did what I could
To draw from their courage.

I addressed a carpet-skimming desk drawer,
Because I couldn’t
Look him in the eye.
Still, he protected me
With his gentle listening,
A calm breeze
To cool the ague of my babble.

Today, I stopped holding my breath
And instead held his hand
To steady me
As I inched across
The tightrope hanging inside myself.

You may look
At my aromantic asexuality
And see fear –
Fear of sex,
Fear of closeness,
Fear of rejection,
Fear of giving over –
But when I wrapped my voice around those words
And said them aloud
For someone to hear,
I don’t know that I’ve ever
Been so brave.

Monday, August 3, 2015

Top Five Ending Gags: Buster Keaton’s Independent Features



More ending gags – the features this time.  Once again, Buster Keaton shows off his flair for perfect final shots.  Although his films are crammed with laughs of all sorts, a great ending gag makes a film feel like a single joke, building splendidly to its punch line.  (Spoilers, of course.)


Our Hospitality

The Canfield clan, having just discovered Willie’s marriage to Virginia, decide to lay down arms, ending the feud once and for all.  Amidst his strapping, olive-branch-bearing new relations, diminutive Willie proves quite the pragmatist.  He’s been made to look even weaker than usual, wrapped up in a blanket after a recent tumble in the river, but when he opens the blanket, he reveals himself to be basically made of concealed guns, placidly unburdening himself and laying them all on the table beside each of his in-laws’ single weapons.  My favorite, without a doubt.


Sherlock Jr.

After the inventive things Buster does with film earlier in the picture, it ends fittingly with the projectionist taking cues from the big screen to woo his girl.  It’s wonderfully set up – the projectionist’s shy, diffident imitations of the onscreen lothario’s moves, and the amusing shots of him turning from the girl to consult the movie for his “next step.”  Then, we get the brilliant kicker:  onscreen, a shot of the lovers embracing fades directly into them with twin babies, leaving the projectionist to puzzle out the logical progression.  I love Buster’s last expression.


Go West

Having saved the day (and the ranch,) Friendless is offered anything from the rancher as a reward.  When he says, “I want her,” film convention suggests he – sexistly and presumptuously – means the rancher’s daughter, who is, after all, “the girl” in this film.  But Go West isn’t that kind of movie, and he of course means Brown Eyes, his beloved cow.  The last image of the rancher driving away, with Friendless and Brown Eyes sitting together in the backseat, is a stitch.


Battling Butler

As one of Buster’s independent features, Battling Butler is decidedly middle-of-the-pack.  Its final shot, though, is a knockout – I adore the sight of Alfred and his wife walking arm in arm down the street, Alfred with his top hat, cane, boxing trunks, and gloves.  Too fun.


The General

Johnnie, the hero of the hour, has finally been made a soldier, and not just that – a lieutenant!  He wraps his arm around Annabelle for a little post-epic-train-chase smooching, but every time another soldier walks by, he has to stop so they can exchange salutes.  At first, there are just enough of them to be irritating, but when Johnnie sees the entire camp has risen and is heading his way, he takes matters into his own hands.  He and Annabelle trade places and, with him sitting on her left, he can kiss and salute simultaneously.  Oh, that Buster; he’s a crafty one…

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Favorite Characters: Rani Chandra (The Sarah Jane Adventures)


It took me a little while to get into Rani.  I’d enjoyed Maria, and at first, I couldn’t quite figure out what this new girl was like.  Soon, though, I warmed up to her, and now that I’ve seen her episodes a few times, I fully recognize what a great addition she is to Team Sarah Jane.



Like all teenagers in Sarah Jane’s life who aren’t aliens (or at least made by them,) Rani joins the gang primarily through her own nosiness.  After Maria’s departure, the initial plan is not to expand the little alien-fighting family circle to any new Bannerman Road residents, but Rani has something to say about that.  An intelligent girl with journalistic ambitions, Sarah Jane is on Rani’s radar even before things inevitably go all crazy and alien, and once they do, Rani’s determined curiosity won’t let matters rest.  Despite Luke, Clyde, and Sarah Jane’s efforts to put her off the scent (for her own protection – what they do is, after all, wildly dangerous,) she insists on digging.  And, much like Maria and Clyde, once she’s seen what the universe has to offer, there’s no turning back.



So, what does Rani bring to the team?  You can tell she’ll make a good journalist someday.  In addition to her curiosity, she has an analytical mind fueled by a keen observational sense.  This is a girl with a talent for piecing things together from seemingly-disjointed clues and fragments.  She’s open to fantastical possibilities but still assesses her theories to see if they’re really plausible.  She doesn’t take no for an answer and isn’t afraid of a little legwork or getting her hands dirty.



Additionally, Rani is a loyal friend/daughter who’ll do almost anything on behalf of those she loves.  She looks out for others’ wellbeing, physical and emotional, and she’s good at spotting when something’s up with one of her friends.  While this is of course an excellent quality to have, it’s also one that can get her in trouble.  Rani tends to be one of the more pragmatic members of the group – putting the kibosh on, say, Clyde’s more fools-rush-in approach – but she’s easily at her most reckless when the life of one of her loved ones is at risk, and she’ll put herself in plenty of danger on their behalf.  And this protective instinct doesn’t just extend to those she’s close to.  There are a few occasions (most memorably, in “The Mad Woman in the Attic” and “Lost in Time”) where her drive to take care of a new friend threatens her own safety.



Another trait related to this is Rani’s tendency to believe the best of others.  As with her loyalty/protectiveness, this is a bit of a double-edged sword.  It can put her in perilous positions, because she can be a little too eager to put her faith in people who don’t deserve it.  At the same time, however, the others are so used to battling malevolent aliens that they can sometimes auto-assume that anything extraterrestrial means them harm.  When these assumptions clash with the truth, it’s often Rani who checks them and makes them see that, this time, the alien they’ve met isn’t evil but scared, desperate, or ignorant, and there’s a better way to handle them.



All in all, a great character, and even though the show plays with a sweet will-they-won’t-they dynamic between her and Clyde, she always feels like her own character first.  There’s no sense that her being “the girl” makes her less than Luke and Clyde, or that her storylines are there for Clyde’s sake.  And yet, it’s not a real conscious “girl power” type thing, either – she just is, without anything made of it.  I love that.

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Relationship Spotlight: Hester Wallace & Tom Jericho (Enigma)



I recently rewatched this Bletchley Park mystery drama and was reminded how much I enjoy these two.  It’s not a perfect movie – since The Bletchley Circle doesn’t take place until after the war and The Imitation Game takes some glaring dramatic licenses, I’ve yet to find a Bletchley Park story that’s everything I want it to be – but Hester and Tom get pretty close.  Here’s to my favorite code-breaker OTP!

During the Second World War, both Tom and Hester devote their energies to their work at Bletchley.  Of course, while Tom is in the inner circle, tackling the Germans’ Enigma code and operating his “thinking machine” (at times, Tom seems like a fictionalized excuse to have a straight Alan Turing,) Hester is a “glorified file clerk” who puts up with sexual harassment between cataloguing intercepts.  Essentially, he has a seat at the table and she doesn’t.  However, their investment in the same mystery is what pulls their stories together.

The main story kicks off with the revelation that Claire, Hester’s roommate and Tom’s ex-girlfriend, is missing.  Tom is so hung up on Claire that he’s only recently returned to Bletchley after a post-breakup nervous breakdown, and even though Hester isn’t terribly impressed with Claire’s character, they were close somewhat in spite of themselves, and she’s concerned for her friend’s safety.  When Tom finds proof that Claire removed enciphered intercepts from Bletchley and hid them, he realizes that there may be foul play in her disappearance, and Hester, sharing his suspicions, joins him in a mission to get to the bottom of it.

I love a good old-fashioned sleuthing team, and if you throw in a little cryptanalysis?  I’m so there.  Hester and Tom are unstoppable together, taking ever-increasing risks in their search for the truth and pulling out some fantastic intellectual work.  Even though their alliance begins chiefly because Hester happens to walk in on Tom’s discovery of the hidden intercepts and later because she’s positioned to have access to information Tom needs, they quickly become equal partners in the enterprise, both giving their all to find out what Claire knew and why she disappeared.  Both of them work better this way, bouncing ideas off each other and benefiting from each other’s strengths in a sort of analytical tag-team.

It’s neat to see how they both grow under the other’s influence.  Initially, Hester is very (understandably) reticent about helping in the investigation; what Tom is doing is literally treason, and if they were found out, it would be the end of both of them.  However, his dogged pursuit of the answers inspires her to be similarly bold, and she’s soon smuggling restricted documents in her knickers and cleverly talking her way out of perilously hot water.  At the same time, Tom has been wrapped up in his own pain over his tempestuous relationship with Claire, nigh-obsessed to the point of tunnel vision, and Hester helps him to see past himself.  She has plenty of evidence that Claire isn’t worthy of the pedestal Tom puts her on, and more significantly, she has pain of her own to deal with.  She doesn’t let Tom forget that her gender has shut her out of an elite cryptanalyst club in which she’s rightfully earned a place, and she makes it clear that he can’t expect to get information from her without giving anything in return.  After having been bowled over by gorgeous, vivacious Claire, it’s wonderfully gratifying to watch Tom realize just how remarkable the eternally-overlooked Hester really is.