in which the good is good, and the bad is just annoying

[fox]

1. Dear Paul McGann: re the Eighth Doctor (and Lt. Bush, but not Alien³ -- although if I can forgive Gabriel Byrne for ... well, for his whole resume, basically, I can forgive you for that), pls let me know when would be a convenient time for me to have your babies.

1a. Parenthetically, dear non-Paul-McGann cast member from "Storm Warning": Capetown? No, seriously, is that supposed to be a South African accent? I had briefly wondered if you might be going for something southern-hemisphere, but then settled on Russian, because of the whole socialist-minister thing and the fact that you just plain didn't sound like a native speaker (and yes, I know you're set in 1930; you didn't sound like a native speaker of any vintage). South African, though? Damn. It, ah, needs some work.

2. Pulled too close to a wheelstop last night and did some damage to the @#%^&! bumper again. The next time that happens will be the last, I'll tell you what. I am going to fucking buy a new car and it's going to have more than an INCH AND A HALF of clearance in the front, goddammit. BUT! this morning a charming man at the garage fixed it as well as it could be fixed, and he did it in five minutes and didn't charge me. So that's all right. (To really fix it would require replacing the goddamn bumper, because there's something cracked on one edge, but unless it fails the inspection, I'm not down with that.)

3. Rehabilitated. Let's see now. You know, come to think of it, I have no idea what that means. I know what you think it means. Me, I think it's a made-up word, a politician's word. A word so young fellas like you can wear a suit and tie and have a job. What do you really want to know? [...] "Rehabilitated?" That's a bullshit word, so you just go on ahead and stamp that form there, sonny, and stop wasting my damn time. Truth is, I don't give a shit.

Comments

[reginagiraffe]

I don't know what #3 means for you, but I know it's from the Shawshank Redemption.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

Polygraph v3.0 two weeks from tomorrow. [grouch]

[reginagiraffe]

Oh, for fuck's sake, *another* one!?

*smacks them upside the head*

She's fine, I tell you!

[ellen-fremedon.livejournal.com]

1a: I forgive the bad accents to an extent because at least they make it easier to tell the characters apart. But, yeah.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

No dice; I submit that were that part read with a good South African accent, he'd still be the only character with a South African accent and thus easy to identify. (The names are flying around too fast for me, but I'm doing okay with the voices, even where the accents are similar. Maybe it's because my musical training is specifically vocal?)

[kingtycoon.livejournal.com]

It's nearly impossible to forgive Gabriel Byrne- but then you see Miller's Crossing again and can't imagine that he doesn't do that all the time and then you'll soften your heart for him just enough to accept his catalogue.

[darthfox.livejournal.com]

It's not that he's no good -- he's actually quite good, most of the time. It's just that his movies are so bad. I mean, when The Man in the Iron Mask represents one of the better scripts that you've gone ahead and accepted, good lord, you know what I'm saying? (Although that one, it's not just Gabriel Byrne but also Gerard Depardieu, Jeremy Irons, and John bloody Malkovich, and all four of their agents, who thought it would be a good idea; I am forced to conclude that they were making a different movie than everybody else on the set. In my more charitable moments, I include Peter Sarsgaard in the different-movie club.) He's made a career of giving good performances in bad movies. It's really quite something.

But then he turns around and makes The Usual Suspects, or (I understand from others, although I haven't seen it) Miller's Crossing. So you know there is a shit-detector at his disposal. Maybe he only gets to use it three out of every twelve months, or something, as some sort of penance.