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I suppose this is a semi-fannish post, in that it's about how cancer ruins everything, including fannish things one may have been looking forward to and are not anymore. Kind of like how I can't watch season 2 of Sarah Connor Chronicles on account of the cancer subplot, except that I know I can come back to later, so I can deal. This bit of flaily fists of rage comes to you courtesy of Durham County. Which starts it's second season soon. There will be BRAND NEW HUGH, and I'm not touching it with a ten foot pole. Because awhile back I opened up the Durham County vid project I started before I got sick and discovered that I had developed a deep and burning rage of absolute HATRED for Mike Sweeney, and if you've seen it you can probably guess why. At this point I actually have more sympathy for the psycho serial killer who dances with dead girls than I do Mike. And he's wearing Hugh's face y'all. A face that, in this context, I wish to pull through my television screen and punch repeatedly until there is nothing left but a pulpy, bloody, mess. THIS IS UPSETTING.
I loved that utterly twisted, deeply disturbing, and oh so very wrong little show. I really did. Fascinating! Gorgeous visuals! Kickass acting! HUGH! And now I think the only way I'd be able to watch the new season is if there were spoilers that revealed that Mike got run over by a truck in the first five minutes of the first episode. Several times. And then lay there whimpering in great pain while his wife spits on him a few times to the sounds of his last gasping death rattle. Yeah, I'd watch that. Motherfucker.
Um, I appear to be feeling a bit violent today. Sorry bout that.
I loved that utterly twisted, deeply disturbing, and oh so very wrong little show. I really did. Fascinating! Gorgeous visuals! Kickass acting! HUGH! And now I think the only way I'd be able to watch the new season is if there were spoilers that revealed that Mike got run over by a truck in the first five minutes of the first episode. Several times. And then lay there whimpering in great pain while his wife spits on him a few times to the sounds of his last gasping death rattle. Yeah, I'd watch that. Motherfucker.
Um, I appear to be feeling a bit violent today. Sorry bout that.