cimorene: two men in light linen three-piece suits and straw hats peering over a wrought iron railing (poirot)
The thing that's so distracting about the subclass of classic murder mysteries where the victim obviously deserves it is that it's potentially a bit stressful wishing the murderer would get away with it. Hanging a lampshade by having one or more characters say as much doesn't usually do that much to disperse the hanging question.

The only types of answer to this that really feel valid to me are exemplified by the Agatha Christie's Poirot episodes Problem at Sea and Murder on the Orient Express:

(a) in Problem at Sea, Poirot answers the complaint coldly with "I do not approve of murder!" and
(b) in Murder on the Orient Express he weighs all the circumstances and decides that justice was done with an appropriate substitute for a jury, that the murderers would not have acted outside the law if it had not failed its sacred responsibility to them, and hence he lets them get away with it.

There's no question that the latter story is a more mature and nuanced Poirot, in that he weighs the issues so carefully apart from anything else, but the former is also a short story and its structure wouldn't have contained space for that sort of internal debate in any case. But it's also worth pointing out that the murderer in Problem at Sea wouldn't have passed the tests from Orient Express anyway, though they don't discuss it. The character who taxes Poirot with injustice is pathetically biased.

The victim in Problem at Sea isn't a murderer, just a thoroughly unpleasant and abusive wealthy woman, and her husband snaps after decades of abuse. There are a lot of divorce law murders in this era of detective fiction, murders which wouldn't have happened if divorce was as easy to get as it is now, and they certainly are worth an ethical debate, but this murderer isn't trapped in an abusive situation: he could've left at any time (though not without difficulty perhaps), but he chooses murder for the money. Allowances for the mental state of victims of chronic abuse must be made, and sometimes they are justified in killing to escape perhaps, but he certainly had alternatives to murder.

It's also hard to have much sympathy for victims who are extremely wealthy, and there are a lot of these in classic mysteries. It probably makes them more readable overall. But a stockbroker fraudster victim, and there are plenty of these, is an extreme example (I refer now to my present reading, Tenant for Death by Cyril Hare, not to the above Poirot stories). It can get actually distressing to see their guilt not seriously engaged with, as a philosophical issue, on the page. Problem at Sea doesn't give the answer some in the audience want, but it at least has obviously considered the issue.
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Rian Johnson's Benoit Blanc movies are smarter, more deeply understanding adaptations of and conversations with Agatha Christie than any of the recent Agatha Christie adaptations released since the end of Agatha Christie's Poirot with David Suchet (The ABC Murders miniseries, the one that changed the ... everything about Poirot, 2018; Ordeal by Innocence miniseries, the one that changed the murderer and the motive, 2018; Murder on the Orient Express, 2017 movie by Kenneth Branagh; Crooked House, 2017 movie with Gillian Anderson, Christina Hendricks and Glenn Close; The Witness for the Prosecution, 2016 miniseries that I think also changed the end?). I said this when Knives Out came out and it's true again!

But I'm thinking about it now because I'm seeing a flood of reactions and content across social media related to Glass Onion and once again, I'm marveling that most of the reactions are evidently from people who don't know that Benoit Blanc is a Christie pastiche!

It's not a secret at all obviously, and Rian Johnson is quite open about it constantly, as is ... everyone else involved. But I keep seeing time and again all these statements that just... well, missing that these works are primarily Christie pastiche obviously leaves them perfectly possible to enjoy, but it leaves out an entire genre of context. There's so much "Obviously, yes, they're dealing with groups of rich assholes, because it's a Christie pastiche, and that's the format of all the most spectacular classic golden age detective stories, not just Christie's" and "Yeees of course he did, because it's a Christie pastiche" and "Oh my God, of course he's queer, he's Poirot!" It reminds me of all the mainstream readers who engaged with Harry Potter when it first came out without, like, asking a librarian or a bookstore clerk or checking Wikipedia and assumed she'd invented YA fantasy and all its tropes, the British boarding school novel, and/or the combination thereof.

It's not like Poirot is obscure. Not that I would call Enid Blyton or Diana Wynne Jones obscure, either, but the ITV Agatha Christie's Poirot is an extremely internationally successful show that ran for decades quite recently and still reruns! Generally, everyone usually seems familiar with it, but I suppose the issue is that they're not famiilar enough to necessarily recognize the bits. And even people who like Poirot haven't usually watched and rewatched and read it as much as I have (as previously mentioned on this journal, it's a longtime favorite show and I have a Tumblr sideblog called [tumblr.com profile] maisouipoirot dedicated to screencaps of it... although I haven't updated it in... a few years? because the DRM on the discs makes my computer unable to read some of them).

I was very happy that they gave him Hugh Grant as his husband, because the casting so clearly underlines that he's Hastings (or the Hastings type) even with so little of him onscreen. He deserves it, was my feeling. And like Granada Holmes's choice to quietly eliminate Watson's marriage(s), it feels more in keeping with canon than the actual details of the books. Blanc isn't quite Poirot, of course - he's a more laidback version, with an infusion of the witticism of Peter Wimsey or Albert Campion (minus the British class overtones).
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Certainly all the works in a genre are in conversation with each other, and it's always fun to see how different skilled golden age mystery writers write a Great Detective. There are usually strong shades of Holmes or Poirot in them, sometimes with a dash of genius like Wimsy's dandyism.

And then some of them are really so close that they're more like fanfic of one of the other writers... like John Dickson Carr's Bencolin, a French police detective with a mustache and a goatee and a flair for the dramatic. Apparently the guy wrote several books with this character. The writer himself is one of those who was famous in his day and since largely forgotten. He is remembered chiefly as the master of locked room mysteries, I gather.

Anyway, the character's not always Gothic, but he just decided to do a Gothic novel with his Poirot knockoff, so he has the guy (and his hapless English sidekick, the narrator) invited by a sinister millionaire to investigate the mysterious deaths of a thinly veiled parody of Harry Houdini and his friend, a leading English Shakespearen stage actor, at a castle in Germany called Castle Skull that is literally shaped like a skull. My man just decided to go all out.

There's a fair amount of atmosphere and mood about even though this writer is very dialogue and action driven, like he really should be writing screenplays. He's introduced a world-famous violinist and a rival great sleuth, and his mystery already involves a locked room, a supposed suicide, a lonely midnight rowboat over a lake or something, and a victim on fire running out of the mouth of Castle Skull along some battlements to die. I keep expecting a werewolf to show up.

But in spite of that it feels like he's not using this for its full comic potential. It's like he's just done a really good job of describing the prompt for a hilarious Halloween farce episode of Poirot but forgotten to write any jokes,and yet it doesn't exactly feel like he's taking it seriously either. It's not Del Toro, it's more like a nature documentary describing the events of a Gothic tale... except now that I say that, that sounds funnier than this book too. I'm entertained, but all the humor is in the incongruity. You have to find it yourself, as it were.

Anyway, I'm sure fanfiction could do better. Maybe not actually Poirot fanfiction, though, going by its record, but fandom in general, definitely.
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Agatha Christie has a couple of stories where she obviously revisited an idea later, resulting in two very similar stories, such as "The Plymouth Express" and "The Mystery of the Blue Train" or "Triangle at Rhodes" and "Evil Under the Sun". I've just encountered the first near-repeat of this type in Nero Wolfe with "Man Alive", the 1st of 3 stories in the collection Three Doors to Death, which is strongly reminiscent of The Red Box. It's funny that it's a short story though, since usually writers rewrite earlier short stories as novels, not the other way round.
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Well, Knives Out was a more enjoyable and intelligent commentary on Agatha Christie than either of the most recent Sarah Phelps ones.

(That is to say, Malkovich Poirot and The Witness for the Prosecution, which shared a love of changing the ending and a positive glee in ~grittiness and grimdark.)

I wouldn't want to write a review without rereading the relevant books and access to the movie for rewatching though.

And now I'm not entering a movie theater until after Christmas, because the execrable Christmas music they were playing before the movie nearly made me claw my own face off.
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‘Ah,’ he said. ‘To-morrow! Sometimes, M. Poirot, tomorrow is a long way off.’

‘On the contrary,’ said Poirot, 'I always find that it succeeds to-day with monotonous regularity.’


—Agatha Christie, Dumb Witness
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Last year I read a couple of books by Josephine Tey, best known (in the words of Wikipedia) for "The Daughter of Time (1951) (voted greatest mystery novel of all time by the Crime Writers' Association in 1990)". That's the book where a fictional detective stuck in the hospital investigates Richard III and determines he was innocent of being a murderer (of the boys in the tower) etc, which was based on scholarly writings already known in the field (the field of Richard III, not the field of popular crime writing). It was a good read, and part of what makes it strike people as a good mystery is probably the ways in which it is very much unlike a typical detective mystery, although of course there are memorable examples of Holmes and Poirot solving cases while stuck away from the scene through intermediaries they send to do their bidding, and Miss Marple made it quite a habit in The Thirteen Problems.

Anyway, along with it I read Brat Farrar as well, which I agree with Wax is a good example of its type of mystery but it didn't blow me away, and The Man in the Queue, which is a memorably well-plotted and -premised example of the mid-century British (police) detective story. The events and clues as they unfold after the memorable premise of the seemingly untraceable and unremarkable victim who appears in a queue outside a theater to be killed in the middle of a crowd without anybody noticing anything makes for an extraordinary plot, and the narration has its charms.

So I remembered the amazing premise and twisty plot of this book when I rediscovered it on my ereader app but I couldn't remember the end or why I hadn't liked it and had decided afterwards not to read any more Josephine Tey, so out of curiosity I reread the beginning and skimmed the rest. As is so often the case with mystery and crime fiction the answer was sexism! )
cimorene: A shaggy little long-haired bunny looking curiously up into the camera (curious)
Warning: spoilers for The ABC Murders (2018). Refers to murder, body horror?, domestic abuse, forced prostitution, child abuse, Brexit, racism, xenophobia, and major character death.

You may be aware that I'm a passionate fan of Agatha Christie's Poirot, starring David Suchet: it's my most-rewatched media since adulthood and I have a Poirot screencap sideblog on Tumblr, [tumblr.com profile] maisouipoirot. (I've read most of the books, some repeatedly, without loving them as much.) In general I'm interested in the differences between source texts and adaptations, as opposed to automatically preferring one or the other, so I'm not a biased Suchet fan determined to hate any other interpretation. I was intrigued by the recent John Malkovich ABC Murders and encouraged by the early stills and clips.

I did enjoy it, particularly Malkovich's performance. ) The main thing I want to say about Malkovich Poirot, though, and the main thing that's interesting about The ABC Murders and the trend of recent Christie adaptations, is that it's an extra-transformative work, one that departs more deliberately and decidedly from the text than we've come to expect from our prestige-budget literary adaptations. And the fact that this is happening is pretty cool.

What I said on Twitter was that it was as if it had been dipped in a solid coating of Batman Begins-esque grimdark and then rolled in a fine layer of powdered Mike Leigh (ie gritty "kitchen sink realism": mundane, unpleasant, squalid and exhaustedly tragic. Leigh directed Meantime, the tv film in which Tim Roth and Gary Oldman first costarred, and for whose soundtrack I coined the phrase "the tinkly harpsichord of squalor").

Even better metaphor: remember that dark Disney princesses fanart trend? That's how I would describe Malkovich Poirot (but he's not the ones where the princess is just a monster or a serial killer, more the ones where the surroundings are a horror story and the princess is a bloodied and bedraggled but tough Survivor).

Well, actually, as I found out when I looked it up on IMDb after, I was more right than I knew. )

 
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Hello, new people and fellow rediscoverers of DW!

In light of Tumblr Exodus I thought I would point to the bio in my profile and the blanket permission statement there (though in short: comments from new people are welcome; feel free to follow me; feel free to introduce yourself if we don't know one another; almost nothing is access-locked). For anyone newly subscribing to this blog, you may be interested in the introduction post 10 Things I Assume You Know About Me If You Read My Journal (this was a meme that went around LJ in 2006. I've just had it pinned to my profile & periodically updated)(though in short: I'm 36 and have been in fandom since 2001; [personal profile] waxjism is my wife).

I have been using Tumblr more than DW over the past few years, and am now making an active effort to increase my engagement here. (I need to look for more communities, I suppose.) I used to do 'what am I reading and what am I watching' sort of roundups here, and I haven't done one in ages; therefore, here's a hopefully comprehensive Survey of My Fannish and Non-Fandom Interests and Hobbies )
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It's funny how period pieces made in different eras often manage to date themselves to when they were made. There were a lot of extremely early-90s visuals in early Granada-ITV Poirot, for example, in spite of its (for the most part) adhering to the letter of period wardrobe, makeup, and hair guidelines.

violet wilson wears crimped and sprayed blonde bangs & bun, heavy earth-toned blush, bold clean brown eyebrows and dark berry lipstick
Beth Goddard as Violet Wilson in Agatha Christie’s Poirot #37, “The Case of the Missing Will”, 1993, in a very 1993 makeup palette

I'd say the biggest or most notable thing that always throws me off is the eyebrows on the women.

Obviously, eyebrow shaping fashion has changed over the decades a good deal, and you can quickly find image references with both photos and drawings going back much earlier than the 1930s.


source: 1930s Beauty and Style – Hollywood Eyes

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☂ I got the boxed DVD set of the complete Poirot for the winter holidays last year. I already hoard thousands of Poirot screencaps on my harddrives & Poirot blog ([tumblr.com profile] maisouipoirot), but I started rewatching from the beginning with the closed captions turned on and taking caps of my favorite lines. I got sidetracked into watching some other stuff partway through though - before I even got to the modern widescreen era for that matter - and I still need to finish.

🎜 After we marathoned the last season of Game of Thrones - "Bad at continuity and dialogue; good at production values!" - [personal profile] waxjism and I wanted to watch something else together and we watched the two seasons of Mozart in the Jungle. Apparently this is an Amazon streaming show in the US? It stars Gael García Bernal (still tiny, still radiant, now greying) as an orchestra conducting former child prodigy and the female lead is an oboist, which was the instrument I played in middle/high school (I still have partisan feelings). Also Saffron Burrows is there, which seems significant to Wax. We enjoyed it a lot, although it's not really a fannish show. Apparently Jason Schwartzman is a creator/writer/runner as well as a secondary character, and it really has a his-kind-of-thing feel to it (kinda hipster, but more specific than that).

🎶 ↳ It was nice, but it mostly made me miss playing music: I don't have an oboe anymore (I quit when mine broke in 10th grade), but I have my grandmother's recorders and her collection of medieval and folk music. I used to play the recorder too when I played the oboe, just for fun, and I kept it up for a few years - I think the fingering would come back quickly, but I shudder to think of having to start developing embouchure muscles from scratch.

🕶 We randomly rewatched Hot Fuzz a couple of days ago - I think there was a gifset. Man, so good.

👓 I'm halfway through the first season of Supergirl. I'm completely pro-Supergirl, but I still hope the writing gets a little bit better. I had to take a break because I just couldn't stand anymore of those gag-me Teachable Moments and Inspiring Dialogues. It's definitely on the children's moral play spectrum, which doesn't have to be bad - it reminds me most strongly of My Little Pony, but My Little Pony, while aimed at a less cognitively sophisticated audience, makes up what it loses in subtlety by having (a) almost no male characters and (b) zero love triangles. I would be cool with it if the plot actually had Kara mature past her infatuation and end up with Cat Grant, which is definitely what the plot inadvertently (?) is still strongly suggesting is going to happen, but I can't believe that's going to happen. Excited for guest appearances from Tyler Hoechlin Superman though! what a precious. Now put him in a cardigan.

☙ I was listening to [tumblr.com profile] septembriseur about her current obsession with Oxford Detectives - specifically with Hathaway (the lovely Mr Billie Piper). It turns out there's two series of Lewis I haven't seen - I always miss them because they come out too far apart! - and a new series of Endeavour, plus I need to refresh my memory of the previous series of Lewis, Endeavour, and even (in a few spots) Morse to get all the references. On the minus side, that's a lot of rewatching and I have a very limited attention span for consuming media in ways other than reading. On the plus side, though, the last time I rewatched Morse from the beginning, I crocheted an entire lap blanket. I could use another blanket. I'm thinking a crocheted ripple blanket... of course that would mean buying a bunch of yarn though, so maybe just an Umaro...
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I just realized that I forgot to post this here when I posted it to Tumblr on the 1st.

The Affair of the Private Affairs of Miss Lemon (3069 words) by cimorene
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Agatha Christie's Poirot (TV), Poirot - Agatha Christie
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Hercule Poirot, Arthur Hastings, Felicity Lemon, James Japp
Additional Tags: Queer Themes, Queer Gen
Summary:

"I wonder why Miss Lemon hasn't married," said Hastings presently.

"Indeed, Hastings?"

"I mean, she's not bad-looking!" said Hastings. "As a matter of fact, Poirot, she's a very attractive girl."

"Oui, mon ami, and she has also the filing system most excellent."



I must thank [personal profile] waxjism and [personal profile] perhael, by convention, for their assistance with this story, although I think they're too involved with hockey and J-rock respectively to notice the omission if I didn't.

The main thing is to thank my recipient, though, for the opportunity to venture a small amount of Poirot pastiche. I've had ideas about dialogue and narration bouncing around in my head for ages, without enough unified direction to turn into a story until now. It was lots of fun and gave me an excuse to rewatch about half of the Suchet episodes again.
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There are a lot of these and this was the only remotely fast way to post all of them in a bunch. There's a lot of manpain in here and a lot of brooding and a lot of drunkenness. Highlights include some dimly-lit, lingerie-clad love scene flashbacks with Lucy Punch; the Look of Love, which we've all come to love in the wave of gifs following the release of the new X-movie; waking up face-down on a park bench with an empty wine bottle, in a way that shows off his ass; three different pairs of suspenders; roguish forelocks helping him to emote; drinking tea; leaning and lounging a lot of places, including a frilly sofa and with one leg over the arm of a wingchair; and making intimate friends with a stuffed alligator, which he proceeds to carry around with him all night backstage at a theatre (and possibly to dinner as well, I couldn't swear).

Read more... )
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  • Crocheting. [personal profile] waxjism wanted convertible fingerless glove mittens for using her phone in the cold; unfortunately she asked me to make them cover the thumb completely, only to notice later that it's really the thumb that you use most when typing on the N900's side-sliding qwerty keyboard. It's too cold to wear them out and about yet anyway. I've made an experimental pair for myself using the same 7 Bröderna sock yarn but in silver (hers are variegated green to match her hat) - the weight seems to be just right, and the texture I was trying out turned out well, but I'm not positive about my choices with the mitten part. After I make the other one I'll post pictures of both pairs, probably. One benefit of making something for someone else first and then for yourself after is that you get the de-bugged version (longer cuffs, better-fitted thumb gusset from the pattern's). Possibly I should do that the other way around in future, though.


  • Dr Martens triumph over icy terrain! Monday I found myself walking along a street I usually avoid in winter because it's too narrow to be scraped, and winds up with huge mounds of snow covering most or all of the sidewalk. I was wearing my typical every-day-all-winter-long Docs, and in front of me was a girl wearing ordinary boots with a smooth thin sole almost entirely lacking in tread. While I just looked at the ground to make sure I didn't twist an ankle on a bump or anything, she slithered painstakingly along, forced to make the most ridiculous choices about where to put her feet, slipping and sliding like she was wearing thick woollen socks on a hardwood floor and nearly falling several times in patches where I had no trouble. I always feel a combination of smugness and sympathy and concern, here. I mean, sure, you're writing your own prescription for foot- and other bodily injury when you wear stupid shoes, but that doesn't mean I think you deserve to fall down, and anyway, maybe she didn't have a choice. Still, it's nice to skip confidently where others fear to tread, as it were. (And when wearing my Docs, I'm always confident of having the most awesome shoes in any given place at least by my own standards, which is an instant mood-lifter.)


  • Fuck yeah Poirot! Over the last few years I've accumulated a pretty poorly-organized directory of probably over 1000 screencaps of Agatha Christie's Poirot. I finally gave in to impulse and made a photoblog especially for them at maisouipoirot. Right now this is my happy place.

    I've also just read Lord Edgware Dies and noticed yet again that the canon novels are actually slashier than the tv show. Christie doesn't intend it to be sexual in nature, obviously, but it's quite the romantic friendship, and Poirot is so overtly affectionate and loving. Although The Mysterious Affair at Styles was rather slashier from Hastings's side in that he dwelled even longer and more lovingly on Poirot's mood-ring eyes and also went on a bit about how he couldn't possibly resist him.


  • Functioning meds are so nice! This winter has not been nearly as stressful as last winter, and while I could say for a fact that the medication I'm taking now is definitely helping with both anxiety and depression, it's always hard to pin down exactly what's making a difference since you can't isolate variables in real life and so on. But the difference was really brought home to me yesterday when I went to pick up one of the bits of Red Cross First Aid certification instruction that I had to miss last fall. All the women in the class were total strangers to me, yet I was less anxious than at many of the now-finished lectures with my own group, whom I got to know somewhat. I realized I left home with 20¢ less than round-trip bus fare. I found 10¢ in my bag, but had to ask the room at large to donate to the cause. (Luckily, someone did!)

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I was watching things and noticed that the same actress, hot Sri Lankan British Oxford graduate Amara Karan, was in both 2007 campy British school comedy St Trinians and episode 11.02 of Agatha Christie's Poirot, "Cat Among the Pigeons" (the latter also includes the gorgeous Katie Leung, who played Cho Chang in the Harry Potter movies).

So I said to myself, "Coincidentally, self, both these things are delicious to watch because they are set in British girls' schools."

Now, never having been to a boarding or British school of any kind, I am nonetheless certain that I wouldn't like to. That doesn't mean I don't enjoy watching them, though. And reading about them. (If you've got any favorite Girls' School book or story recs, throw them my way! The more lesbian potential the better!) So I decided to use my screencaps for good and not evil by creating A PICSPAM!

Girls' Schools: St Trinians with a dash of Cat Among the Pigeons: A Themed Picspam







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In retrospect, most of what I remembered from Peril at End House, the BBC version (eps 201-202), was Polly Walker being hot (well, she always is) and Hastings's adorable little pyjamas.

201-2 - Peril at End House


What I'd forgotten was Hastings flirting, sticking to Poirot like glue, and generally giving one of his strongest impressions of having a schoolboy crush on Poirot (which is really saying something). Read more... )
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  1. An Original Work (Authenticity and Provenance Debateable). St Trinian's, Annabelle/Kelly. Hustle crossover. A con job requires Annabelle to pretend to be Kelly's girlfriend.


  2. The Beginning of Wisdom. Poirot, Poirot & Hastings, friendship. Hastings comes home to England; Poirot has a Christmas plan all ready for him. Casefic... kind of.


  3. Just Rewards. Poirot, Poirot & Hastings friendship and/or smarm. Hastings gets ticked off on Poirot's behalf; Poirot counsels patience.


  4. The Mechanical Heart. Sherlock Holmes, Holmes/Watson UST. This is clearly a pairing story in addition to casefic, but as nothing is explicit aside from Holmes's passionate concern for Watson's safety, and occasional whimsical concern for his happiness, it could actually fit quite well in canon - probably without shocking a Victorian readership.


  5. Of Events Past and Future. The Masqueraders - Georgette Heyer. Canon pairings, gen. Prudence and Robin, their father and their spouses beguile an afternoon around the fire with a tale of their past escapades (by which we mean 'cons') told by Pru. Which is bloody fantastic - hilarious, wonderful, exactly in the style of the original. Made me wish for a whole novel or four of sequels (well, prequels?), like a Georgian version of Hustle.
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I have a great sweet tooth for Poirot/Hastings, one of those exceedingly rare pairings that practically doesn't exist at all! I haven't got beyond A in the Yuletide archive yet, but I will probably not be as excited about anything else as I already am about two tiny-tiny-tiny short-short-short bite-sized morsels of Poirot and Hastings this year:

  • And An Umbrella for the Rain, which was my Yuletide present, and is a playful gen conversation about cricket with Hastings pouting, Poirot exasperated and superior and affectionate and mocking the English (and his eyes flashing green just like in book canon), and the dialogue and narrative voice just perfect!


  • The Finer Qualites of Arthur Hastings, an inexplicit bit of either UST or est.rel. in which Hastings worries about having made a fool of himself with a client, and Poirot is indulgent, surprisingly demonstrative and rather soppily romantic in the best of all possible (and wholly canon-like) senses!
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  • There is no flash player on this computer. It's getting really annoying.

  • Last summer was just full of good movies, wasn't it? And this summer is full of nothing that I want to see except maybe Iron Man. I was looking forward to St Trinian's regardless of anticipated quality (schoolgirl uniforms!) but it won't be coming out here at all.

  • [Star Trek: DS9] Garak: Poirot in Space! (WITH Bonus Badass Ex-Secret Service Action!) Discuss.

  • Most exciting discovery, for me, in six months: a heretofore-unnoticed but really wonderful, nearly flawless Sherlock Holmes slash writer: Holmes/Watson fan fiction by Katie Forsythe

  • I have an Ideal Dress, the one dress that has captured my imagination since I was a child and which I would unhestatingly order, if i could have Any! Dress! in! the! World! It's the green sequined dress Cyd Charisse shimmers around in seducing Gene Kelly in the "Broadway Melody" sequence of Singin' in the Rain and you can see a whole whopping great gallery of screencaps of it here.

    I always just assumed that everyone had an Ideal Dress and was unaccountably surprised that [livejournal.com profile] wax_jism didn't (I shouldn't have been because she doesn't really care about clothes, let alone dresses, except as she is occasionally inspired to want to imitate the dress of Mikey Way or whoever else she's desperately idolising/obsessing over).

    I think my mom's ideal dress was a crimson Renaissance-inspired partially-gauze scarf-skirted number she fell for at the age of about 22, and would have saved up for and worn to her wedding except that my fussy and dictatorial paternal grandmother said she "couldn't" come to the wedding if they waited long enough for Mom to afford it, so she canned the idea and made her own, a rose-printed silky white polyester shirt dress which as a child I always found horribly disappointing because it was so simple, but which I now admire for its classy understatedness. How about it - do [Poll #1183481]

  • Remember the brown brocade vest? Well, Wax has lost sufficient weight that her huge boobs finally fit into it and the dashed thing still hasn't got the decency to fit right. It would need just as much tailoring as it would on me to fit her, several inches off the top slopes of the boobage and more than that below, and it would end up looking like a corset. With all the lining and stuff it's not worth the trouble, so we shall have to give it up, but it's very sad with the gorgeous Chinese medallions and the silky brocade. The only silver lining I can find is that it is not, in fact, made of ACTUAL silk, only a very convincing synthetic. Were the silk genuine I'm sure I couldn't bear to part with it ever, from the value of the fabric alone.

  • I feel quite wistful and given to nostalgia lately. Missing people who have passed out of my life. A trifle lonely. I wonder if heartache is a silly metaphor which, when read about a lot, eventually causes you to imagine a physical sensation in the region of the heart, or whether on the contrary the chest really does get tight and sensitive-feeling, momentarily, in the grip of sadness, and 'heartache' was coined to describe the symptoms.

  • Taking after one's parents so much is either a very good (at least it's predictable?) or a very bad thing (over-exposure in early years makes the symptoms particularly depressing when they appear).


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