There's blood on your hands and I know it's mine, I just need more time...

[girlanachronism]

It seems my purpose in life is to steal memes...

The problem with Livejournal is that we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. Hence, I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don’t know about you.


That, and listen to angsty music. Thank you, White Lies. My mind is now officially full of tragedy, unrequited love and bad behaviour at funerals.

Also, I spent a large portion of today casting my favourite books in my head. As I often do. The one that stuck me was Good Omens. (Fair warning: I have loved this book for a long time and will rant about it on a semi-regular basis) Now, I know it was going to be made into a film but it fell through, and the rumoured casting choices were Johnny Depp as Crowley (well, YES. Clearly. Because it's Johnny Depp. And it is clearly specified in the book; 'good cheekbones') and... get this... Robin Williams as Aziraphale. WHAT THE FUCK.

That is wrong on so many levels.

But anyway, the point is I can't come up with perfect casting for Good Omens. Got any ideas? Who is Aziraphale: English, intelligent, and gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide? Who Crowley, the dark-haired Angel who did not Fall as much as Saunter Vaguely Downwards?

Comments

[greenpixiehair.livejournal.com]

They're great - horror stories mostly, but pretty horror stories, like fairytales and so well written. Sort of unclassifiable, I guess.

Oh, hey, I could transcribe his version of a christmas card if you like. It's in the book, only a quarter of a page.

[huntingsnarks.livejournal.com]

That sounds like it would be a great introduction, if you wouldn't mind...

[greenpixiehair.livejournal.com]

Nicholas was...

older than sin, and his beard could grow no whiter. He wanted to die.

The dwarfish natives of the Arctic caverns did not speak his language, but conversed in their own, twittering tongue, conducted incomprehensible rituals, when they were not actually working in the factories.

Once a year they forced him, sobbing and protesting, into Endless Night. During the journey he would stand near every child in the world, leave one of the dwarves' invisible gifts by its bedside. The children slept, frozen in time.

He envied Prometheus and Loki, Sisyphus and Judas. His punishment was harsher.

Ho.
Ho.
Ho.


He writes in his intro he wrote this cos he got so many hand-painted christmas cards from artist friends he wanted to feel talented too. I wonder if they got his sense of humour? :)

[huntingsnarks.livejournal.com]

I do like it, that nice 'ho ho' at the end was quite chilling. :) Still... I'd kinda prefer to be Santa compared to Prometheus. Hmm, delivering presents, worshipped by all compared to becoming daily eagle feast....

[greenpixiehair.livejournal.com]

You speak the truth there. but each to his own, I guess. Maybe Neil likes birds? And it might be a bit horrible to be worshipped and celebrated while you scream and yell (as much as you still can, cracking ancient bones) that it's not like that, it's prison, it's hell, but they can't hear you and they paint you on books and on posters, always smiling...

DAMMIT GAIMAN YOU'VE GONE AND SPOILED SANTA FOR ME.

[huntingsnarks.livejournal.com]

It really is quite creepy. Eee. You ever read Albert Camus? He'd have something to say about Gaiman's santa, much in the style of Sisyphus - ie, St Nick would have to enjoy it in some respect, as we all must give meaning to our lives somehow, even to the most pointless of tasks.

Ah, look at me destroy fun literature. Oooh, makes me feel all warm and pretentious. :p

[greenpixiehair.livejournal.com]

*snuggles in your warm pretentious glow*

The only Camus I've read is The Outsider, which was kind of spoiled for me by analysing it a year later in English with THE WORST TEACHER EVER who went on and on about how it was all about existentialism (fair call) but then couldn't even describe to the class what that was, and just confused everyone. And then he wrecked A Dolls House too, which I hadn't read before so is completely destroyed for me.

But yes, Camus would probably go along those lines, wouldn't he? Or something about inevitability and the benign indifference of the universe...

[huntingsnarks.livejournal.com]

The Outsider was frankly not to my liking, really - though so much food for thought. I much preferred The Plague, which is entirely worth reading. It screws around with your mind. It presents a million philosophical viewpoints all skewed in Camus' particular existentialist direction, as a town in Algeria suffers from the plague, is quarantined, and everyone starts dying. I had an insanely good english teacher - but she had a moustache and was SCARY, so karma balances everything out, I guess.

[greenpixiehair.livejournal.com]

Good old karma. :) I promise to give The Plague a go.