Oh My God, He's Gone! ...Into The Car.

I went to watch Withnail and I in the cinema last night (missing the first twenty minutes, but that actually worked out quite nicely, as I'd missed the entire second half when I watched it on the plane), and I noticed so many things I'd completely failed to observe during the first viewing. I followed the sequence of events much more easily, caught the rather marvellous "If it rains, we're buggered. ...I mean – " and actually understood everything Danny said, which had been completely incomprehensible to me the first time I watched. Obviously I need to watch every film at least twice, because I am bloody hopeless at picking up on things the first time around.

(Tickets were only £2.50 each! £2.50! I would go and watch the film every day for that price.)

One of the main things I noticed, apart from the fact that 'I' somehow becomes twelve times more adorable on the big screen, was just how gay for 'I' Withnail is. I'd picked up on this to some extent the first time I saw the film, obviously (it would be difficult not to), but this viewing left me wondering why on Earth I hadn't immediately run off, made seventeen 'OTP FOR EVER' posts and then dedicated myself to harassing people into writing Withnail/'I' for the rest of time. I'll have to see whether I can work the two of them into my giant crossover. This would, I believe, bring the number of fandoms in my plan up to thirteen. I'm never going to get this finished, am I? And now I'm thinking of having them end up in the Silent Hill-ified Cardiff, purely because that would be the ultimate in 'going on holiday by mistake'. Oh, dear.

I know what not-Withnail's name officially is, so I have no idea why I insist on calling him 'I'. I think I just have an excessive fondness for the concept of character namelessness (and I was just about to say 'hey, he could be a Time Lord!', and then I remembered that Paul McGann played the Eighth Doctor. That's certainly the first time I've watched someone, thought 'he should be the Doctor!' and then realised that he was). Also, I really love the idea that Withnail actually has no idea what his friend's name is, because he's never bothered to find out. You can imagine it, can't you?

Also, was I imagining it or did 'I' magically gain some clothes under his coat on the way to the farmhouse? I swear he was just wearing his underwear when he set out.

Finally: you know what Uncle Monty's persistent following of 'I' reminded me extremely strongly of? Pyramid Head.

A Plague of Ferocious Badgers.

This is an actual conversation I had with my mother this morning:

(Riona's mother, Alison, is reading a Harry Potter fanfic. Riona wanders in and glances at the screen.)
Riona: Oh, it really bothers me when Americans have British characters say 'gotten'. (Apparently people from some areas of the UK do use it, but the ones in the fanfic in question certainly wouldn't have.)
Alison: I don't really mind it; they're allowed to get involved in the fandom, too.
Riona: I know, but it's about character voices. Draco wouldn't say 'gotten'. If I'm writing an American character, I'll use 'gotten'. It's just about trying to keep it as realistic as possible.
Alison: ...so the problem is 'gotten'?
Riona: Yeah.
Alison: So it doesn't bother you that Draco's up the spout by Ron?
Riona: (bursts out laughing)

I don't know whether to be more worried by my own blaséness regarding mpreg or by the fact that my mother was reading it in the first place. Something is clearly very wrong in the Evans household.

(EDIT: Er, I feel compelled to clarify, after glancing over it and double-taking, that the Draco mentioned in this post is Draco Malfoy and not the more-commonly-talked-about-in-this-journal dracothelizard.)