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isunshowermost of my tv-watching lately has been "consuming episodes of the great british bakeoff at speeds previously unknown to man", but i remembered recently that a) i don't want to use up the gbbo episodes too quickly and b) i... fell off the torchwood train after muscling my way through season two. i liked tosh and owen and i deeply disliked the Much Drama Very Adult writing that got in the way of the interesting parts of their characters (i don't know how else to explain it, but if you've watched the show you probably know what i mean). therefore: children of earth. it's a five episode miniseason, ianto dies at the end of it and i am at least a little emotionally prepared for that (no point in warning for spoilers this was released 15 years ago), should be, tonally, about what i expected from the first two seasons.
i was not expecting the extremely self-aware commentary about the surveillance state and middle management. i've watched 3/5 episodes at this point (on track to finish before i go home for the holidays on monday! torchwood is solidly dinnertime tv) so i'm not DONE, but like. the constant use of security cameras? alice's phone getting tracked? everyone's personal history getting dug up? everyone is leverage and no one is deserving of privacy? and then frobisher, the middleman (let me tell you i was not really expecting capaldi lol but it was nice to see him), Just Doing His Job and knowing full well he's putting his OWN life, his OWN privacy, his OWN safety on the line, and trying to protect his wife and daughters all the while, and trying to do his best and trying to do things for the good of the world, and it fucks him! it fucks him over! i don't know, i just. eyes the news cycle. eyes recent united states news items. you know the one. tonally appropriate. you know? anyway it's good i might or might not report back
totally unrelated but sometimes i consider wiping all my voice recordings from tumblr or not appearing in my friends' eurovision site videos anymore or keeping my bsky EITHER personal OR online but not both. online privacy is kind of hard. i really, really need to get into the habit.
another television-related interest i've been having lately (well, technically a webdrama, i don't know if these things are ever broadcast on television): peaceful property. this is another thai BL. i've blogged about moonlight chicken on here, right? so for the unfamiliar, this one is made by the same studio (i don't fully understand how it all works) and follows a medium-comma-ex-chef, us-educated spoiled real estate heir, the chef's clueless influencer sister, and the heir's ice queen lawyer as they exorcise ghosts from haunted properties. it's funny in a sort of stupid way, i'm not OPPOSED to enemies to lovers although it isn't my go-to, and these shows are very much made to be consumed quickly rather than nurture a forever fandom and that's fine. the story as it is is fine. compelling enough. i'm interested in seeing these two guys eventually open up to each other and in uncovering the mystery behind all the ghosts on this one specific family's property holdings. HOWEVER. the thing that is REALLY consuming me is how much better this show (again. i've seen three episodes) would be if the ghost thing was a scam.
think about it with me for a minute. [i'm going to get into has-seen-the-show parlance here, sorry readers.] peach's anxiety when seeing ghosts being closer to, i don't know, mental health issues than literal ghosts (there is some kind of restaurant-related trauma in this man i can sense it. so, related to that); pang not being literally clueless and ditzy but, like, twenty-one and desperate and fishing the clothes she's selling online out of rich people's dumpsters; that viral video happening by accident but one or both siblings seeing an opportunity to dig themselves out of their financial hole; kan TOTALLY being onto them but home believes it hook line and sinker, leading up to a big reveal at some point late-series i haven't gotten that far; essentially, making pang a three-dimensional character like the other three, giving her some wits, and adding this new slapstick comedy plot of the two of them trying to solve the actual workplace hazard issue that caused the "haunting" (kan actually figures that out. every time.) while also trying to fool home (and sort of kan) into believing the ruse. and slowly realizing oh shit the vimarnsukman company really DID NOT treat its workers right all the while home and peach are falling for each other. with a healthy side of pang/kan, i don't KNOW if the show is going there although i do suspect. in this au that lives in my head pang is the central character and therefore she gets to hook up with the hot lawyer. i think she deserves it.
there's also a drama coming out in 2025 called ticket to heaven that looks like it's going to tick several of my boxes AND the main couple is played by the guys who played heart and liming in moonlight chicken so this will not be the last of my thai bl posting. sorry.
finally: merry fikmas! it's officially eurovision preselection/national final season, like FOR REAL because we are currently in the middle of albania's multi-night live performance extravaganza (that is traditionally one of the first NFs and always falls right around christmas, hence, it's a eurofan holiday). had to sit through the second of four shows tonight to live-tweet (live-skeet? we're on bluesky) it for the aforementioned blog. i don't know how much i've talked about the blog here, actually. quality of the performances wasn't actually so bad--they do these shows with a live orchestra so that always fucks--but my god did that show take forever. i finished it and felt like i needed to detox. i took a shower and vegetated on the couch for like an hour before i could convince myself to eat dinner. bonus - the netherlands announced their pick, a guy who sings in french of all things like who are you belgium? and so i'm currently listening to this guy's album, parler francais.
s'all for now youll be hearing from me soon
i was not expecting the extremely self-aware commentary about the surveillance state and middle management. i've watched 3/5 episodes at this point (on track to finish before i go home for the holidays on monday! torchwood is solidly dinnertime tv) so i'm not DONE, but like. the constant use of security cameras? alice's phone getting tracked? everyone's personal history getting dug up? everyone is leverage and no one is deserving of privacy? and then frobisher, the middleman (let me tell you i was not really expecting capaldi lol but it was nice to see him), Just Doing His Job and knowing full well he's putting his OWN life, his OWN privacy, his OWN safety on the line, and trying to protect his wife and daughters all the while, and trying to do his best and trying to do things for the good of the world, and it fucks him! it fucks him over! i don't know, i just. eyes the news cycle. eyes recent united states news items. you know the one. tonally appropriate. you know? anyway it's good i might or might not report back
totally unrelated but sometimes i consider wiping all my voice recordings from tumblr or not appearing in my friends' eurovision site videos anymore or keeping my bsky EITHER personal OR online but not both. online privacy is kind of hard. i really, really need to get into the habit.
another television-related interest i've been having lately (well, technically a webdrama, i don't know if these things are ever broadcast on television): peaceful property. this is another thai BL. i've blogged about moonlight chicken on here, right? so for the unfamiliar, this one is made by the same studio (i don't fully understand how it all works) and follows a medium-comma-ex-chef, us-educated spoiled real estate heir, the chef's clueless influencer sister, and the heir's ice queen lawyer as they exorcise ghosts from haunted properties. it's funny in a sort of stupid way, i'm not OPPOSED to enemies to lovers although it isn't my go-to, and these shows are very much made to be consumed quickly rather than nurture a forever fandom and that's fine. the story as it is is fine. compelling enough. i'm interested in seeing these two guys eventually open up to each other and in uncovering the mystery behind all the ghosts on this one specific family's property holdings. HOWEVER. the thing that is REALLY consuming me is how much better this show (again. i've seen three episodes) would be if the ghost thing was a scam.
think about it with me for a minute. [i'm going to get into has-seen-the-show parlance here, sorry readers.] peach's anxiety when seeing ghosts being closer to, i don't know, mental health issues than literal ghosts (there is some kind of restaurant-related trauma in this man i can sense it. so, related to that); pang not being literally clueless and ditzy but, like, twenty-one and desperate and fishing the clothes she's selling online out of rich people's dumpsters; that viral video happening by accident but one or both siblings seeing an opportunity to dig themselves out of their financial hole; kan TOTALLY being onto them but home believes it hook line and sinker, leading up to a big reveal at some point late-series i haven't gotten that far; essentially, making pang a three-dimensional character like the other three, giving her some wits, and adding this new slapstick comedy plot of the two of them trying to solve the actual workplace hazard issue that caused the "haunting" (kan actually figures that out. every time.) while also trying to fool home (and sort of kan) into believing the ruse. and slowly realizing oh shit the vimarnsukman company really DID NOT treat its workers right all the while home and peach are falling for each other. with a healthy side of pang/kan, i don't KNOW if the show is going there although i do suspect. in this au that lives in my head pang is the central character and therefore she gets to hook up with the hot lawyer. i think she deserves it.
there's also a drama coming out in 2025 called ticket to heaven that looks like it's going to tick several of my boxes AND the main couple is played by the guys who played heart and liming in moonlight chicken so this will not be the last of my thai bl posting. sorry.
finally: merry fikmas! it's officially eurovision preselection/national final season, like FOR REAL because we are currently in the middle of albania's multi-night live performance extravaganza (that is traditionally one of the first NFs and always falls right around christmas, hence, it's a eurofan holiday). had to sit through the second of four shows tonight to live-tweet (live-skeet? we're on bluesky) it for the aforementioned blog. i don't know how much i've talked about the blog here, actually. quality of the performances wasn't actually so bad--they do these shows with a live orchestra so that always fucks--but my god did that show take forever. i finished it and felt like i needed to detox. i took a shower and vegetated on the couch for like an hour before i could convince myself to eat dinner. bonus - the netherlands announced their pick, a guy who sings in french of all things like who are you belgium? and so i'm currently listening to this guy's album, parler francais.
s'all for now youll be hearing from me soon
