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Friday 30 September 2011

Merlin

I'm sorry, there hasn't been enough male flesh on this blog. I seem to be forgetting just what a sleazy individual I actually am. So with that in mind...

A nice bit of switching by the BBC coming up, as the very camp current run of Dr Who finishes and the potentially even camper series four of Merlin follows on. I'm rather looking forward to the new series of Merlin, which would have surprised me a couple of years back. Initially a pretty poor show, I was enticed back in by series three, which happened to show at a point where I was a bit broke and trying to avoid /going out on Saturday nights.



Arthur and Guinevere were still annoying, and Victor Meldrew still hadn't remembered how to act, but elsewhere things were better. The writing and production quality had gone up, and Colin Morgan was being given chances to actually show what he was capable of. The ever wonderful Anthony Head was of course still giving a brilliant performance as the stern, somewhat fascistic Uther Pentdragon, increasingly paranoid and unhinged. The totty factor had been considerably upped with the addition of recurring character Gwaine, played by the beautifully Irish (and just beautiful generally) Eoin Macken, whose scenes of 'friendship' (or bromance, in the modern parlance) with Merlin were so homoerotic as to border on the obscene. If ever a TV duo needed to do each other, it was them, not since Mulder and Scully had such pent-up sexual tension oozed form the telly.



But the real gem was Morgana, played by the also Irish and beautiful Katie McGrath, who when I had last seen her was an irritatingly wimpy and overly moral glorified housewife; somehow by series three Morgana had been transformed into a vampy bitchess worthy of early nineties Disney, who practically steepled her fingers and cackled every time another character looked away, and who took every opportunity she could to pull on long velvet gowns and go stalking off into the moonlit night to plot with other witches.



So I will be watching, and this page here has absolutely nothing to do with my interest. Nor this one. Well, maybe a little. That and the fact that the last series had the ever fabulous Miriam Margoyles playing an evil pixie called Grunhilda.

And of course, lets not forget that Gwaine wasn't the first 'friendship' Merlin had had.



PLUS




EQUALS




Come on BBC. You want something daring in your family drama? Lets have a tea-time love triangle between Merlin, Arthur and Gwaine that will make the whole Arthur/Guinevere/Lancelot thing look like the none-event it probably will be

Friday 16 September 2011

This chap, this chap was there.

An interesting little Observer piece, from a man who was there, on le Carre's Berlin.

I can't begin to say how much I'm looking forward to watching the new adaptation of Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. If any actor in Britain today can claim to hold a candle to Alec Guinness, it's Gary Oldman.



And in other vaguely lit news (by which I mean a newspaper story linked to an author I actually like), have a look at this. The short answer to the question is yes, they should.

New QI

Still?

There's been a few brilliant pictures of gay protestors fighting tooth and nail for marriage, and the known misery that comes with it, floating around the web recently.

Two of my absolutely favourite have to be these;




Happy times in many ways. At times you think the idiots are finally losing.

But then you read something like this, and your heart sinks, just a little.

Saturday 3 September 2011