Life is looking up
Jun. 10th, 2003 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesterday was a bit of a low spot for me... for a variety of perfectly stupid reasons (and I even knew they were at the time, but I let them get to me anyway). The foremost of them has led me to the conclusion that I need to add James Marsters to my list of people whose interviews I avoid... at least for the time being. A few years back I started slowly adding in more and more of the writers from Mutant Enemy, because they were shattering my illusions of their brilliance (i.e. all the stuff I thought was intentional and clever in their storytelling began to be revealed as happy accidents that many of the writers apparently regretted).
So, rather than deal with that stuff, I've developed a preference for letting the work speak for itself. I watch, I am (usually) entertained, and I don't listen to writers (and now actors) lecturing me on how I didn't really see what I think I saw, and that bit of dialogue I heard and even read in the shooting script wasn't really there.
Call it denial... I call it making my own interpretations of art. Because without those interpretations, I'm not entirely sure it would be art.
Vague enough? I figure the people who know what I'm talking about, will know what I'm talking about... and anyone else is likely to be bored by it anyway.
:-)
So, now that I've reinforced that personal philosophy, my outlook is much rosier, and I'm starting to regain my giddy anticipation of the AtS Season Premiere... and life also took a definite jump up on the happiness scale when my order from the Australian Catalogue Company arrived. As I'm typing this, I'm also gleefully munching on a small bag of Chicken Crisps, while drinking Lemon Squash (I lurrrrvvvvv Solo).
Life is good.
So, rather than deal with that stuff, I've developed a preference for letting the work speak for itself. I watch, I am (usually) entertained, and I don't listen to writers (and now actors) lecturing me on how I didn't really see what I think I saw, and that bit of dialogue I heard and even read in the shooting script wasn't really there.
Call it denial... I call it making my own interpretations of art. Because without those interpretations, I'm not entirely sure it would be art.
Vague enough? I figure the people who know what I'm talking about, will know what I'm talking about... and anyone else is likely to be bored by it anyway.
:-)
So, now that I've reinforced that personal philosophy, my outlook is much rosier, and I'm starting to regain my giddy anticipation of the AtS Season Premiere... and life also took a definite jump up on the happiness scale when my order from the Australian Catalogue Company arrived. As I'm typing this, I'm also gleefully munching on a small bag of Chicken Crisps, while drinking Lemon Squash (I lurrrrvvvvv Solo).
Life is good.
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Date: 2003-06-10 04:18 pm (UTC)Gee, well stupid stupid me, to have wasted my time on it.
So, yes. If I bother to watch AtS next year I will not have read writers/actors interviews. I may not participate in fandom at all, since it tends to bring me down. I've left the groups I participated in already, except one; still too much info coming in though, so I think I may have to just drop it entirely.
The show might be good though, you never know! And without writers and actors to tell me how stupid I am I'll enjoy it lots more.
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Date: 2003-06-11 07:42 am (UTC)Hey, I want a Solo!
Date: 2003-06-11 10:19 pm (UTC)TPK