the double-edged sword of old British literature is that there’s a solid chance it’ll feel gay but there’s an equally solid chance it’ll also feel racist
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the double-edged sword of old British literature is that there’s a solid chance it’ll feel gay but there’s an equally solid chance it’ll also feel racist
if there's one thing about classic literary detectives it's that they are not conventionally attractive. doyle told sidney paget to stop drawing holmes so pretty. christie was like "let me introduce you to this short pudgy balding man who is retirement age and i hate him." sayers compares wimsey to maggots on literally the FIRST PAGE
i love it. i love them. stop casting hot people in these roles. we need our detectives to be Charmingly Weird-Looking
so Joseph puts the Wamuu ring on his finger as his "promise to Caesar". already gay right? well my boyfriend did point out that he put it on his pinky finger which is not quite as gay as it would be if he put it on his ring finger.
or so you would THINK
but when George Joestar dies in part 1 and gives Jonathan his mother's ring, he's been wearing it on his pinky finger. two parts in a row a man wears a ring on his pinky finger to represent his affection for someone he has lost. and in the case that started the trend it was a dead wife.
the pinky finger has been established to have dead wife implications.
The Killing Frost by Max Catto - Now On Internet Archive!
The movie Trapeze (1956), featuring Burt Lancaster and Tony Curtis as co-stars, was a big hit when it came out, and it has caused some amount of interest in its source material, a 1950 novel called The Killing Frost by British author Max Catto. (Let's just say the movie was a... very loose adaptation.) However, though the book is available to purchase online in Spanish translation, it's been nearly impossible to find anywhere to view or buy it online in English...
...until now!
Through the joint effort of myself and my good friend @sleuth1972, we have put The Killing Frost right here on Internet Archive so everyone can check it out - whether they be Trapeze fans, rare book enthusiasts, or people who want to know the story behind these really homoerotic excerpts. Enjoy!
Indiana Jones saying he doesn’t believe in magic or “supernatural hocus-pocus” in Raiders of the Lost Ark despite having met a literal vampire when he was eighteen in Young Indiana Jones Chronicles has the same energy as Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth being quoted on two separate occasions as not believing in magic despite knowing a woman who can provably summon the dead
so I finally started watching JoJo with my boyfriend
and of course we had to do a Netflix dub homosexuality tierlist of what Joseph calls Caesar after that bit where Caesar saves Joseph from falling off the cliff during the fight with Kars
without further ado, from least to most homosexual:
5. Spanish: “Caesar, mi amigo” - weak
4. English: “Caesarino” - also in the English sub, lame
3. original Japanese: “Caesar-chan” - possibly, but not necessarily, homosexual. definitely weird though
2. German: “Caesarlein”, “mein süßer Nudelauflauf” (my cute noodle casserole) - not only an insane combo but also apparently the second phrase isn’t even something anyone says in German lmao. get Italianed
and speaking of which…
1. Italian: “Cesare bello” (“handsome/beautiful/sweetheart Caesar”) - ??????? (also I love that they made his name more Italian)
discussion was had in the jooster discord about how there were various monocle clubs for lesbians at the time in which the stories took place. so allow me to make a story suggestion.
Bertie Wooster purchases a fashionable monocle as a stylistic statement and ends up joining a ripping new club where he makes tons of dear friends and is immensely popular. What he doesn’t know is that it’s a club for sapphics, and they all just think that he’s a cute he/him butch lesbian who tells the funniest stories. He is being flirted with by like 12 girls per night and is completely oblivious to it. They all think it’s the funniest shit ever when they find out he is not in fact a woman and he remains friends with them from then on. He still meets them for drinks at the club now and then, during which at least one new member always has to be let down gently by one of the other ladies that no, he is not a woman. He is just Bertie Wooster.
Having read a fair amount of Poirot as of late (the first two novels and most of the short stories in Poirot Investigates), the thing I’ve overwhelmingly come away with is that Poirot and Hastings both are and aren’t what pop culture would have you think that Holmes and Watson are like.
Poirot is outwardly conceited, thinking the best of his own abilities while deriding those of the people around him. Hastings especially falls victim to this, being teased for “not seeing” and manipulated more than once as Poirot withholds the facts, and being resentful of Poirot’s arrogance while also being unduly arrogant himself - nearly every single one of his own proud deductions turns out to be intensely wrong, and he is also prone to foolish or reckless acts in the name of trying to score one off Poirot. Holmes and Watson, on the other hand, certainly have their faults, but their relationship is not so tempestuous, and Holmes is kinder and Watson less foolish than is often presumed by those who have not read the canon. Holmes, while possessed of some immodesty, never flaunts his intelligence so dramatically as Poirot does, and Watson is largely faithful and amazed by Holmes’s deductive capacity, and though occasionally annoyed is almost never resentful.
However, what I like about Poirot and Hastings is the way in which they aren’t like Holmes and Watson as painted with the pop cultural brush - namely that, like the original Holmes and Watson, Poirot and Hastings are unquestionably fond of each other. Their tiffs and petty spats are always contrasted with their affection, if not shot through with it in the first place. Poirot may speak ill of Hastings’s intelligence, but it is shown multiple times that he does not genuinely want to hurt his feelings, and he always asks Hastings to come with him on his cases - not because Hastings always provides any material aid, but because Hastings is his friend. Hastings may tease Poirot and think condescendingly of his mannerisms, but his laughter is always fond, and he admires him and desires his praise and respect just as much as he worries for him and wants to help him in potential times of need. Most importantly, despite their arguments and many differences (age, culture, temperament, just to name a few) they remain steadfastly together (with many year living voluntarily under the same roof!) and ultimately both wish and facilitate each other’s happiness.
They are more difficult than their Doyle-penned forbears, but for that there is no less love.