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rionaleonhart) wrote2010-02-17 08:24 pm
rionaleonhart) wrote2010-02-17 08:24 pm
Me Has This Report.
Last night's episode of Newswipe featured a segment in which there were multiple Charlie Brookers! My mad desire to read Brooker/himself fanfiction is in no way abated by this. Anger and sarcasm and self-loathing and eventual sex! It would be marvellous.
(And completely ridiculous, obviously. Why has all the fanfiction I've wanted to read lately been for a completely absurd concept, a barely-existent fandom or both?
Actually, come to think of it, my writing's been on the unusual side as well; the most mainstream thing I've written in the past year has been a Merlin/Pokémon crossover. I suppose I'm more likely to write things if I have an 'if I don't write this, who will?' feeling about them. Basically, I'm just being hugely self-indulgent. (I am frequently amazed and delighted when people actually read my fanfiction, because I'm well aware that very few people wake up in the morning and think 'what I feel like reading is a fic in which Charlie Brooker teaches David Mitchell to train Pokémon'. I'm glad others enjoy it when I cater to my own ridiculously specific tastes!))
Anyway. Brooker/himself. Brooker meets his alternate-universe self in his own flat. They argue with and swear at each other a lot, and Other Brooker insists on dragging up all of Brooker's insecurities and parading them in front of him, thus interestingly redefining 'sadomasochism'. The other him is only ever present when Brooker is alone; there's an element of 'is this really me, or have I just gone mental?' running throughout the hypothetical fic and never quite resolved. Eventually, Brooker decides that, hallucination or not, he's shagging him anyway.
Er, for reasons. Good reasons. There's development or something. LOOK, IT WOULD BE AWESOME.
The thing is, I'm not a great fan of explicit sex scenes, so I'm not sure why I'm so keen on this. I think I want the sex just because they would still be sniping at each other the entire time, which would be rather fun, and there would be a fascinating clash of self-loathing and lust, and the lust would perpetuate the self-loathing because you're actually fucking yourself, how fucking narcissistic is that, that is literally the definition of narcissism.
Oh, my goodness, this is a dreadful entry. I'm so sorry.
(And completely ridiculous, obviously. Why has all the fanfiction I've wanted to read lately been for a completely absurd concept, a barely-existent fandom or both?
Actually, come to think of it, my writing's been on the unusual side as well; the most mainstream thing I've written in the past year has been a Merlin/Pokémon crossover. I suppose I'm more likely to write things if I have an 'if I don't write this, who will?' feeling about them. Basically, I'm just being hugely self-indulgent. (I am frequently amazed and delighted when people actually read my fanfiction, because I'm well aware that very few people wake up in the morning and think 'what I feel like reading is a fic in which Charlie Brooker teaches David Mitchell to train Pokémon'. I'm glad others enjoy it when I cater to my own ridiculously specific tastes!))
Anyway. Brooker/himself. Brooker meets his alternate-universe self in his own flat. They argue with and swear at each other a lot, and Other Brooker insists on dragging up all of Brooker's insecurities and parading them in front of him, thus interestingly redefining 'sadomasochism'. The other him is only ever present when Brooker is alone; there's an element of 'is this really me, or have I just gone mental?' running throughout the hypothetical fic and never quite resolved. Eventually, Brooker decides that, hallucination or not, he's shagging him anyway.
Er, for reasons. Good reasons. There's development or something. LOOK, IT WOULD BE AWESOME.
The thing is, I'm not a great fan of explicit sex scenes, so I'm not sure why I'm so keen on this. I think I want the sex just because they would still be sniping at each other the entire time, which would be rather fun, and there would be a fascinating clash of self-loathing and lust, and the lust would perpetuate the self-loathing because you're actually fucking yourself, how fucking narcissistic is that, that is literally the definition of narcissism.
Oh, my goodness, this is a dreadful entry. I'm so sorry.
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I forgot to comment on the idea of dragging David Mitchell in! On the one hand, it does sort of damage the 'is the doppelganger real or in Brooker's head?' aspect of it. On the other, I am always in favour of more David Mitchell. Hmmm.
'Charlie, listen to me - no, not you, the other Charlie. No, I'm not calling you the Other Charlie, I was just trying to indicate to this Charlie that I wanted to talk to you rather than to him, and oh bollocks.'
Ahahaha, adorable! Poor Mitchell!
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I think I just like making David Mitchell suffer and go 'but, er, no, I didn't mean that, okay, maybe I did, but, er' a lot.
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Who doesn't?
(Sorry, Mitchell.)