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rionaleonhart) wrote2010-02-09 07:45 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2010-02-09 07:45 pm
Tom, Desperate, Eventually Invites Ellis To His House; Ellis Can't Leave.
I have discovered what is possibly my favourite Mitchell and Webb sketch ever! Unfortunately, it is spread in four segments across an episode of The Mitchell and Webb Situation, and I lack both the knowledge and the tools necessary for video editing.
Ooh, hang on, I've just remembered that it's possible to link to a specific time in a YouTube video! Still a bit fiddly, but here we go:
one (7.20-7.54)
two, three (same video, 2.00-2.33 and 4.50-5.30)
four (1.40-2.17)
I love it not only because Mitchell is oddly beautiful in it (it's not just me, right?), but because it encapsulates my fear of interacting with people I barely know rather wonderfully. Half the reason I love David Mitchell so much is the fact that he and the shows he's involved in are always pulling things out of my psyche, displaying them on the screen and saying look, Riona, you're not alone.
...er, don't tell anyone, but I actually wrote the below before realising that I was writing fanfiction for a single sketch in a forgotten sketch show and therefore completely mad:
"I was going the other way," Ellis says. "I can't turn my back on you."
"Then we both go in the directions we're facing," Tom says. "That way, we're just passing each other."
"We've already stopped. We can't be 'just passing each other'."
"We can at least try, can't we?" Tom asks, desperately.
There is a pause. Ellis lets out a slow breath. "I suppose."
Another pause.
"So, er – " Tom begins.
"Just – don't think about it. Just do it."
"Nice – nice to see you."
"You, too."
They both move at the same time and on the same plane, find themselves blocking each other's path. Hesitate. Tom steps right as Ellis steps left. Tom steps left as Ellis steps right. Hesitate again.
"Almost," Tom says. "We almost managed it that time."
"We'll never manage it," Ellis says.
Had I not come to my senses, it would probably have resulted in incredibly awkward Ellis/Tom. (I've had the urge to write fanfiction for some fairly odd things in the decade (my goodness) I've spent in fandom, but this is quite possibly the oddest. Have you ever been tempted to write fanfiction for a sketch or an advertisement or, I don't know, Tetris: something that barely counts as a fandom, if at all? Do tell.)
Ooh, hang on, I've just remembered that it's possible to link to a specific time in a YouTube video! Still a bit fiddly, but here we go:
one (7.20-7.54)
two, three (same video, 2.00-2.33 and 4.50-5.30)
four (1.40-2.17)
I love it not only because Mitchell is oddly beautiful in it (it's not just me, right?), but because it encapsulates my fear of interacting with people I barely know rather wonderfully. Half the reason I love David Mitchell so much is the fact that he and the shows he's involved in are always pulling things out of my psyche, displaying them on the screen and saying look, Riona, you're not alone.
...er, don't tell anyone, but I actually wrote the below before realising that I was writing fanfiction for a single sketch in a forgotten sketch show and therefore completely mad:
"I was going the other way," Ellis says. "I can't turn my back on you."
"Then we both go in the directions we're facing," Tom says. "That way, we're just passing each other."
"We've already stopped. We can't be 'just passing each other'."
"We can at least try, can't we?" Tom asks, desperately.
There is a pause. Ellis lets out a slow breath. "I suppose."
Another pause.
"So, er – " Tom begins.
"Just – don't think about it. Just do it."
"Nice – nice to see you."
"You, too."
They both move at the same time and on the same plane, find themselves blocking each other's path. Hesitate. Tom steps right as Ellis steps left. Tom steps left as Ellis steps right. Hesitate again.
"Almost," Tom says. "We almost managed it that time."
"We'll never manage it," Ellis says.
Had I not come to my senses, it would probably have resulted in incredibly awkward Ellis/Tom. (I've had the urge to write fanfiction for some fairly odd things in the decade (my goodness) I've spent in fandom, but this is quite possibly the oddest. Have you ever been tempted to write fanfiction for a sketch or an advertisement or, I don't know, Tetris: something that barely counts as a fandom, if at all? Do tell.)
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