Comic Con for those who aren't attending (& Hamlet)

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The great thing about fandom in the Internet Age is that vicariously experiencing things is getting more and more real-time. And more and more outright real!

thefannishwaldo liveblogged the Julie Gardener - Stephen Moffat panel (small spoilers for Christmas special at end). There'll be a separate post for the Torchwood panel at some point. So far all she's posted is that there was a "marry, shag, or cliff" game with John, Julie, and Gareth, and Naoko (in which Naoko volunteered to be cliffed - John said he'd shag her first - he'd then shag Julie, but he'd marry Gareth "because I've seen him naked.")

And I don't know who grabbed the minute-long clip of John Barrowman and Naoko Mori singing Miss Saigon with Gareth in the middle.

The OG links to three interviews with Stephen Moffat from Comic Con


In Hamlet news, I'm more than a little appalled that the Tennant website has had to post basic theater etiquette - and I mean REALLY basic stuff, like "don't disturb the actors or the rest of the audience." *facepalm* The RSC/actors (who started it I'm not sure) have also put out a huge set of warnings that they will only sign stuff about Hamlet, not Star Trek or Doctor Who memorabilia. That makes sense enough. However, I'm sure it's the RSC that has added the rider that it must be materials from the RSC shop which does piss me off. For those of us who *have* theater diaries and/or favorite script copies, it seems frankly petty.

Not that anyone could necessarily tell in a glance say, an Arden that came from the RSC vs the Borders downtown DC anyway.

(I have a copy of the Arden complete that has served as notes and theater diary ever since I started going to Stratford Ont. & ushering at the DC Shakes; I've been writing down the dates/locations of the productions and (in the script itself) details of the particularly notable bits of business.)


PS - and since this is suddenly turning into the overarching Who post of the day, the Sun will just print anything they wank onto a page, won't they? The latest article is so full of facepalm fail I don't even know which loose end to start yanking to unravel it. Poor Freema, is she always going to end up being the whipping girl of the Whoniverse? (There was even Yet Another Ugly Rumor about the poor woman at Shore Leave, which was quickly and tidily shot down.)

It's going to be frickin' hilarious in retrospect if she's in both Torchwood and Law and Order: London, as is easily likely considering England's short show seasons. Far more likely than an experienced, professional showrunner somehow assuming that a working actress would turn down work in the hopes of some sort of last-minute "oops, we wrote huge scenes for you but forgot to actually sign you up" contract.

Truly, there is not enough eyeroll in the world.

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See, I can actually buy off on Clive and Francine, simply because of the shared hell they went through together. Yes, he was a selfish, thoughtless prick to leave her for a skinny young blonde, but then again, she also betrayed her own daughter to the Master (albeit with the best of intentions), so it's not like either one was entirely blameless.

But Chrissie Jackson? Jesus Christ, I think I'd rather let kids be raised by crack addicts, pedophiles or Dina Lohan than that woman. She and Sylvia Noble are neck-and-neck for the title of Worst Parent in the Whoniverse, and at least Sylvia has the advantage of receiving a Dire Fucking Warning from the Doctor to be a better parent. If Chrissie was my mom, I think I'd rather hear the sounds of gunshots coming from my own bedroom than to hear her voice.