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The Spoiler Generation: a plea to tumblr and the internet

We citizens of the internet love spoilers. Spoilers for movies upcoming tv episodes, casting rumors, script updates, blurry onset pics and videos, Comic Con appearances, promotional behind-the-scene tv spots. This particularly true of the nerd-horde, who, these days, many would argue are enjoying a relative renaissance of material in the comic book, science fiction, horror and fantasy genres. Their money drives the summer box office, and pays for many a cable subscription and netflix account. But since the advent of the internet, no film or television show can go unreleased without having to cater to the needs of the young spoiler-hungry audience. So I always wonder: why the psychological need to know everything about the movie before you even see it?

Many would say that they don't want to be unpleasantly surprised, which is understandable when it comes to adapted material, like popular books or comic series. People might have avoided the psychological horror of Batman and Robin had they been given some advance warning of its awfulness. Spoilers and pre-existing knowledge of the film gives you the benefit of knowing whether or not they "got it right" or not. And given the enduring, emotional experiences people attach to things like the Harry Potter, Batman, etc, series, the feverish temptation to read every update on the impending film adaptation is understandable.

I turn this discussion towards tumblr. You guys. Yes, you. Within the confines of the "fandom driven" areas of tumblr, those who devote the blog space to their favorite shows, movies, books, actors, etc, the emotional devotion to promoting the piece of work in question is frenetic, often times histrionic, but weirdly admirable. A movie trailer can't sit on the internet for five minutes before it is sufficiently and properly analyzed, photoshopped, colorized, gif'd and posted in the hopes that it will be shared and admired by the rest of the community. And in sharing that appreciation for the show, one only hopes that others will appreciate you for appreciating it. This is fandom in all its glory- half critics circle, half cult, at the best of times: a thoughtful collective who can appreciate the values of screencraft and acting and directing with more insight than the average hack movie critic, at the worst of times: a clawing, inarticulate, ignorant, short-sighted mass of people who want to be adored simply for having what they perceive to be superior tastes.

One only needs to go to tumblr to see the full effect of the spoiler generation. The fervor with which graphics are made and dvd-rips of only just-released films are posted is astounding and I always wonder about those people who are waiting on baited breath to be the first person to gif a scene or post a graphic. (This is not to say that I'm not grateful to the folks who put up the downloads of television I can't watch. This cableless girl thanks you.) On one hand, it kind of demonstrates their love of someone's work, someone's acting or camerawork. On the other hand, and this sounds mean, it demonstrates a fervor to be noticed. To be liked, to be followed, to be a "fandom blog", and to be the best one. But I feel like there's a price, something lost in this: the element of surprise.

I was so annoyed when, three days into the film's release, I saw a gif on my dash of the Wolverine cameo from X-Men: First Class. But I got over it. But then I saw what felt like the entire rest of the film in gif form before I even saw it. And when I finally saw the film, it lacked the verve of something new, it lacked surprise. I know what you're saying: "Unfollow if you don't wanna see it. it's my blog I do what I want THAT'S TUMBLR'S MOTTO." I agree. But a part of me, an angry part that wants these damn kids with their hip hop music and long hair to get of my lawn so I can watch NCIS in peace, just wishes that I could see one movie, any movie, without the obligatory "tumblr fandom obsession" experience. I know this is possible, I know that the answer might just be "get off tumblr" but I like it here. Thus, my frustration with the hivemind spoiler-driven attitude of a fleeting entertainment experience. The new tumblr obsession changes on a near weekly basis. We go through obsessions at whiplash inducing pace, but what do we gain? People say they gain friends they wouldn't have, a better understanding of the medium, etc. Which is great.

I guess as someone who wants to go into writing for film and television, it frustrates me that we've so thoroughly complicated our movie-going and TV viewing experiences. We'll only go see something if we know it's going to be exactly what we want. We have to see the teaser trailer, full trailer, see the on-set stills, hear how it did at Comic Con, and reblog all the gifs before we go to the theater (or download the cam-rip that comes out three hours after release.) Yes, all of those things are crafted by marketing and promotional teams to make sure that everyone gets well-paid, but when was the last time you went to see a movie without reading 40 blog reviews about it first, without hearing all the rumors about the upcoming 3 sequels? When was the last time you tried out a new TV show because you saw an ad for it and thought you might enjoy it- without getting the pre-approval of an internet critic or a group of people yu'll never meet, who all think it sounds "terrible." We all watch things because we want to know what everyone else is talking about, and be a part of the "cool kids" conversations, but what happened to the personal pleasures of entertainment? Why do we see people who say that they didn't think that X-men/Inception/Social Network/Star Trek/Sherlock Holmes/Supernatural/Doctor Who/Community/Harry Potter wasn't that great and roll our eyes and think they're just being contradictory with their "lol unpopular opinions" just to annoy us?

These are all rhetorical questions.

I guess what I'm getting at is: take a risk, if you can afford to do so. Seeing a movie that turns out to be shitty is not the worst thing that can happen to you. Be surprised, don't learn all the secrets ahead of time. Fiction, film, television, all of it, its escapism, it's supposed to be adventurous, its supposed to be a gamble. Your opinion is yours, and once you form it, no one can take it from you, no matter how much it changes over time. Stop complaining that Cap's suit looks funny, that this person will be terrible in this role, that this character's hair isn't right, that they left this part out or got this wrong before you see it and let someone surprise you.

And don't gif movies that are just hitting theaters, that is just...there's something downright fishy about that.
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One More for the Road (pt. 1)

Title: One More for the Road
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When you're in a place you shouldn't be, you never know who you might meet.
Pairings: Canton Everett Delaware III/Captain Jack Harkness
Notes: Authorial stubbornness and too many episodes of Mad Men dictate that this story predates whenever Jack decided to stop drinking.

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i'm leavin' ohio, i'm gone

 
There's really not a reason to have ignored this thing for over a month, other than laziness and neglect, so I will say, first off, sorry to those over here that I've ignored, I didn't mean to, I just...do this occasionally, I guess. Forget something that I thought I'd keep up with. I'm awful at finishing things. 

Anyway. My life. The last few weeks can problem be summed up with "not much." New Years was nice, although I drank too much. I finally came out (as bisexual, if it escaped knowledge.) to which I pretty much got a reaction of "Oh yeah we know." I mean, my parents are intelligent and perceptive people, they've probably known for years, but I don't know...I would have liked the attention in a silly way. Although later in the evening, my dad did tell me (he gets sentimental when drunk) that I should "be whatever I wanted to be, as long as I was happy." A good way to start the year. 

I can't even believe it, but I only have nine days of work left at Marvel. I'm so ready to go back to Philadelphia. I miss all my friends, I miss that stupid city, and I miss being a student. I didn't make a very good west coaster, even though I do appreciate the abundance of good guacamole. But I do love my job. Even the stupid, menial "intern-y" stuff, like print jobs and deliveries and coffee making. I've been there long enough that people kind of know me and some of them even like me. I finally feel competent and have surpassed being the girl who made so many mistakes. I mean, hell, since we got new interns, I feel like Intern Alpha. Which means, of course, its time for me to leave. Did I learn a lot about writing or the industry? Who knows, really, but I learned how to work, how to be responsible, and also did a lot of development research that might actually matter. 

(Moral of the story: you should all go see Thor and Captain America when they come out.)

I turned 21 last week. I still haven't really "celebrated" but thats what happens when the state doesn't send you a renewed license on time. So thanks for that, Ohio. 

Other than that, not a lot has changed. I finally started Doctor Who, or "New Who" most specifically. I just finished series four tonight and will probably start series five really soon. Don't know how I got this far in life without a Netflix account. But I really love Doctor Who, which isn't surprising really, seeing as how I latched on to Torchwood so quickly. (But not to start that argument, Torchwood and Doctor Who are completely different even though they just so happen to inhabit the same canonical universe...kind of)

Doctor Who is just good story-telling. Its all space and time and adventure and love and death and everything that makes for an amazing story. All those characters, so different, each one bringing something different. There have been some episodes where I just sit back and think 'Thats so clever, I could never think of that.' There's so much to learn from it. More and more, I'm starting to realize that I should focus on learning how to write for television. 

My dad and I are planning to drive cross-country to get the car back to Ohio. That'll be quite a time, I imagine.

Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day, friend list. Hope everyone is feeling loved and happy. 
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May Your Days be Merry and Bright

 
Hey all, I hope wherever you are, whatever your doing, whatever you celebrate, you have a lovely day and a Happy New Year. I'm so glad you were a part of my year!

Special shoutout to ffaforever , meeting you guys was one of the best things to happen to me and I love you all. <3

Merry Christmas.
 
 
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How Fandom Takes Over Your Thought Process

 Fandom can really either be the best or worst thing ever, depending on, of course, the nature of the fandom itself. Once you’ve arrived at the point of being a fan of something, its funny how easily it integrates itself into the every day.

(This, of course, depends on how much you like whatever it is you’re a fan of- for instance, I was a devoted Angel watcher, but rarely do I find myself thinking of it or being reminded of it.)

Fandom has become exacerbated since the invention of the internet and places like tumblr, because not only can we freely share our opinions about whatever our chosen fandom obsession is, other people can find them, and either disagree or agree with it. (The fact that the internet has turned anyone who can write a sentence into a critic is another story.) But the sense of community is the thing, because there really is nothing that most people like more than feeling like they belong.

Myself, I try to take it in stride, with both my love of my fandoms and my sense of insecurity always battling it out. My very very recent love of Torchwood has put this in perspective to me. I am a bonafide Torchwood fan, so much so that I just shelled out $10 for a novel that might not even be any good. There are songs that come on iTunes that make me go “Oh damn, that is SUCH a Jack/Ianto song” (“Kissing You” by Des’ree, by the way.)

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ohhhh my god y'all christmas


HEY F-LIST!

If you would like a Christmas* card/e-card from yours truly, please leave your address/email! Comments will be screen, and you have my sword, bad things will not happen by mail or by email. Not on my watch. So if you want a little glassy love this holiday season, please leave an address. I repeat, comments are screened.




* glass_radical will make no guarantee that this card will actually arrive within the traditional dates of the "holiday season"
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you held yourself up high

 
Feeling down. Burned out. I need to go home and reconnect with the people I love. 

This sadness amounts to nothing, other than being lonely and bored.

This is all a thinly veiled excuse to use my new Torchwood icon because Torchwood is my new ~thing.

I don't know, I feel like I have no right to be sad, everything in my life is pretty much as well as it could be. 

Wondering why I wrote this.



Have a song.
John Locke

Because my opinions are of the serious, expert type

› favorite character
› least favorite character
› prettiest character
› character I wanna marry
› favorite pairing
› favorite episode
› unpopular opinion

I watch many, many things folks:

(Lost, Mad Men, Breaking Bad, Twin Peaks, True Blood, Deadwood, Carnivale, The Walking Dead, Modern Family, Glee, Firefly, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, MST3K)