Hey guys just putting out there a quick promo for a book I wrote it’s called “How to Inject Foreboding Language Into Regular Conversation” and you should read it before it’s too late.
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Hey guys just putting out there a quick promo for a book I wrote it’s called “How to Inject Foreboding Language Into Regular Conversation” and you should read it before it’s too late.
Imagine this:
It’s an episode focusing on a side character. We already know they have chronic anxiety, but maybe it hasn’t been explored before and few of the main cast really know what they’re dealing with.
The episode focuses on their daily routine, but frequently the camera angles and shot framing place special attention on random objects, as if they were “Chekhov’s Guns.”
The character is aware of when this happens, you can see their reaction as the episode slogs on. They show apprehension every time they grab their keys, or open a door, or leave something behind. To them, the Chekhov’s Gun is diegetic and recurrent. The real horror comes when none of these “guns” are fired.
That’s what it feels like.
None of it matters, but it feels like it does.
So I just finished reading 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea and it must be said there is no way in hell Jules Vern was a straight man. I could tell you about the quite literal master and servant relationship between our protagonist M. Arronax and Conseil, but I think the true ship has to be M. Arronax and Captain Nemo. Simply put, their relationship is startlingly close to that of Sophie and Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle. Nemo would show Arronax some magical underwater vista and revel in explaining how it came to be, with all the passion and excitement he can muster, only to be thrown into the depths of despair and tantrum in the next scene for something minute and inconsequential.
He’s dramatic, charming, strong and handsome, all by Arronax’s own account! He takes special interest in finding and sharing these discoveries with him, and not Conseil for unclear reasons. Both Arronax and Conseil are “learned men” in the fields of marine biology, yet Nemo only seeks out Arronax to disclose these findings, and enjoys the reactions he gets in response. If you told me these men made love on the deck of the boat in this book I wouldn’t question it.
If this isn’t 1860’s romantic yaoi I could not tell you what is.