quick stuff on SGA S5 casting spoiler

[aesc]

Aimless ruminations, of the not-bitchy sort.


Okay, Wolsey in charge.

I'm actually willing to give the writers the benefit of the doubt on this one. Why? Because of the way they've handled Sam this year. When it was first announced that she was taking over for Elizabeth, I was greatly afeared. I never really watched SG1, but what I gleaned from other reactions, and general comments regarding her, was enough to, well, make me greatly afeared.

But this year, I have to say, I like her a lot. I was waiting for her to make an ass out of Rodney, to come in and be the MarySue-ish character who solves every problem from Wraith to backed-up plumbing and looks great doing it. But that has not happened. She's accepted advice from John on the realities of Pegasus ethics, she's defended Rodney and has turned to his expertise before her own, worked with Rodney to help defeat the replicators. There hasn't been any of the Rodney-crushing-on-Sam-and-Sam-being-condescending horror that I'd been expecting. In short, her role and how the writers have handled her so far has left me feeling charitable.

And Wolsey isn't wholly evil, or wholly incompetent. At least, he defends Elizabeth after "Allies" and supports her against the IOA, and it's probably due to his influence that an Earth presence was allowed to remain on Atlantis during "The Return." A thin commendation (but then, he hasn't been around all that much), but it's enough to make me not rant for the time being. I reserve the right to change my mind, but really, 99% of my life is governed by the "expect the worst, hope for the vanishingly small possibility of the best" philosophy, so please allow me a 1%-sized drop of optimism, however misdirected you may think it.

(I'd like to say also that not long ago a fifth season was by no means assured. For the mere fact that there is one, I am grateful.)

So yeah, there you go.

In conclusion, as inspired by tardis80: I love that my show is imperfect. I love that its imperfection allows me to imagine and play, and engage in a different kind of criticism that isn't excavating information from obscure sources or defending a theoretical orientation. I love that it's brought together a fandom that, in its better moments, is enthusiastic and intelligent and passionate and can engage with the material in such a way that it addresses those imperfections at a number of levels.

So again, yeah. There you go.

Now, back to grading papers.

Comments

[aesc.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh nonononono :"> Not if you want to see them before the next century *is slow and awkward*

(There should be a conspiracy to make Jenns write some, though.)

[siria]

Firstly, you are the person who wrote ten thousand words of fic to accompany 'Outcast' within two days of its airing. Bloody awesome fic, at that, which still makes me all *flaps* to contemplate it.

Second, when it comes to speed or quality, I know which I'd choose, and you'd beat me hands down every time.

(I think we should kidnap Jenns and bring her away to a secret place where she can do nothing but write Nantucket boys.)

[aesc.livejournal.com]

:"> Just fic is one thing, porn is another! I am never happy with porn--most of "Home Front" was pretty easy to write, but I stalled out at the porn and had to write around it, then go back and try to make it good. I'm still not happy with it, but then, I'm never happy with my porn, so that's nothing new.

Besides, you are the originator of the sudden moan, deep and heartfelt, and omg JUST TYPING IT makes me all alkdjfl;kdf;ldkjff *do not squirm in public!*

(I think we should kidnap Jenns and bring her away to a secret place where she can do nothing but write Nantucket boys.)

Yis yis, I am for this!! *plots!*

[siria]

But everyone else is always VERY HAPPY with Aitch's porn! It is statistically proven! ♥

I think maybe we should steal wee Jenns away to Nantucket :-?

[aesc.livejournal.com]

*strokes your icon's lovely, fleece-covered shoulders*

I think maybe we should steal wee Jenns away to Nantucket

Yis! I volunteer to stay and keep an eye on her :D

[siria]

I thought that might be a one which would appeal to the H. :>

Are you sure you're up to the task of house-sitting for John and Rodney?

[aesc.livejournal.com]

Are you sure you're up to the task of house-sitting for John and Rodney?

I'm sure I could find a few things to keep me occupied :>

The chance to go through any place where John and Rodney cohabitate? It makes me grin kind of stupidly, Siris.

[siria]

Why, what do you think you would find hidden away in their drawers, wee H? :>

[aesc.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhh, you know, things... :> Random batteries, the instructions for a universal remote control, edible body paint John bought for Rodney as a joke and Rodney was shocked/horrified but put it in his bedside drawer anyway, spare change, Rodney's frame-repair kit for his glasses... Things like that.

[siria]

Oooh. Edible body paint? I am intrigued by your ideas, and wish to subscribe to your newsletter *peers inside drawer* Are Rodney's notebooks in here, too?

[aesc.livejournal.com]

One of them is! It's his current This Will Win Me The Nobel notebook. Sometimes he reads it to John who, depending on the day, either falls asleep to him reading or is incredibly turned on and Rodney has to fend John off long enough to get the notebook to safety.

It's going to be part of posterity, Sheppard, and that means no suspicious stains.

[siria]

Aww. I like the idea of John getting all randy because Rodney reads him very advanced things about the folding of space time; or possibly he just likes the way Rodney pronounces Greek letters when he's reading out his equations, rho and theta and gamma, and he likes to capture the buzz and click of them against his mouth, the soft curl of Rodney's vowels, as he pushes Rodney back against the bed.

Rodney's moleskines always end up very crumpled. He's considering investing in a hardbacked notebook instead.

[aesc.livejournal.com]

or possibly he just likes the way Rodney pronounces Greek letters when he's reading out his equations, rho and theta and gamma, and he likes to capture the buzz and click of them against his mouth, the soft curl of Rodney's vowels, as he pushes Rodney back against the bed.

Mmmmmmph, yis yis yis! And Rodney says, "It's not like I can recite the Iliad or anything" and John just mumbles happy, "Don't care," and kisses him.

[siria]

Hrm. I wonder if, those days when John's gone away on an extra long trip, or when Rodney's been called back to Colorado Springs to consult on something and John's not allowed to go with him--I wonder if John calls Rodney and gets him to say things to him, to talk aimlessly, read out bits of his work and chunks of novels so that John can touch himself to the sound of Rodney's voice, just like they're both still together in their warm bed.