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[Mistaken Identity] Chapter 1
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Rating: General
Fandom: Good Omens (Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett)
Relationships: Aziraphale x Crowley, Aziraphale/Crowley
Tags: Angst, Fluff, Heartbreak, Love, Georgian Era
Summary:
The year is 1797. King George has just gotten over a bout of illness and a member of the English royal family had just gotten married to a Duchess of Holland, so why not throw a masquerade ball to celebrate the occasion and invite all the noblemen and women of The United Kingdom and surrounding areas?
Crowley and Aziraphale meet at the ball. Crowley, though, mistakes some identities.
Chapter 2 is now up! Here
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ENGLAND 1797
Candlelight flickered over segments of intricate and boundless tiling, almost making it twinkle beneath the frilled edges of gowns and waltzing heeled shoes, lavishly gilded marble pillars adorned with various flowers joined the flooring to gilded balconies and up again to a florally carved and a gloriously painted plaster ceiling that supported the vast weight of what could well have been solid gold chandeliers that gleamed dully next to the candles that burnt in their arms amongst an abundance of crystal and diamond. Portraits of members of the English aristocracy adorned the walls and appeared with colorful landscapes and shining bright frames of bowls of fruits; apples, grapes, and bananas. A light summer breeze blew in through open windows which divulged any passers-by of the grandeur that the ballroom's event held.
Indeed. That night, at its very core, would be defined by the words grandeur and affluent.
George William Frederick, otherwise known as Mad King George in this modern day and had thrown a masquerade ball after marriage in the family and recovery a long bout of illness (although, his absence at the ball had arisen suspicions of deceit).
"I just absolutely knew that I'd see you here."
"Oh, 'course. Wouldn't miss something like this." He looked at is companion briefly.
Two men stood by a pillar. One clad in deep wine knickerbockers, white high socks and a matching wine tailcoat with shiny new obsidian buttons the colour of crows down; had his hair in neat copper rolls fastened just above his ears and a low ponytail fastened with a black ribbon hung over the back of his collar. Over his face, he wore a finely crafted mask of mahogany red. Gold rimmed the dramatically flicked eye holes that were shaded with black glass so that his eyes weren't visible. Two golden snakes seemed to search curiously for his eyes at the sides of the mask that was tied neatly with a black lace bow. The other was dressed quite similarly, except his knickerbockers were a nice magnolia that matched his hair and he wore a waistcoat of sky blue. He wore his hair naturally short and took pride in the sheen of his polished and buckled shoes in the candlelight. His mask was made of white porcelain rimmed with thick silver swirls and ornate curves. Blue gems nestled themselves amongst the curls and caught the light in a way that looked almost like a halo at the top of his mask. It wasn't quite clear how he kept such a mask from falling off of his face without a fastening, but he was doing it.
Aziraphale took a small sip from his glass (he was drinking honey spirits) and smiled at his surroundings and the people. Maybe even at nothing in particular. He was just happy to be in the presence of fine people, fine food and Crowley. His eyes creased at the sides and his cheeks glowed. It had been the first time since Paris 1793 that the pair had seen each other.
"It's really rather lovely, isn't it? All these people here, together. Having a wonderful time." The music swelled
"Yesss, well," Crowley mused. "with all that going on out in France, they all need it." The corners of his mouth turned down, but he wasn't frowning, or upset. It was just a Crowley thing.
The pair of them spotted a young woman bashfully approaching Crowley from across the other side of the room amidst the flurry of dress fabric and petticoats. She was wearing a swan mask, made of the same porcelain is Aziraphale's. She had a pretty face, her deep blue eyes peered out of her mask with shy curiosity and her dark hair was the nest for a large swan feather.
"Excuse me for being so bold, Count Crowley, but if you aren't occupied at the moment, I was wondering if you would like to dance?" Crowley turned to Aziraphale ever so slightly. "With...me." She clarified although both men (well, men shaped ethereal and occult beings) knew what she meant. Crowley accepted the invitation. It wouldn't do any harm to do some tempting tonight.
"I suppose I'll see you later then, eh?" He shot a small smirk at Aziraphale before disappearing into the sea of expensive fabrics leaving Aziraphale alone with his drink.
The angel watched with content at the couples that swirled and waltzed and box stepped. It wasn't long before he himself was asked to dance by a young woman. He smiled, asked a butler to kindly hold his drink, adjusted his waistcoat and set off to dance under the twinkling candles.
The night was still young.
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kvjohansen · 2 years
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Another reposting from my newsletter: Arthur Ransome
This time, I’m going to introduce you to Arthur Ransome and the Swallows and Amazons, who should really need no introduction but sadly, these days they sometimes do. Swallows and Amazons was the first in a series of great -- and by great I mean not merely good, but classic, undying, influential, read over and over again -- children’s books, which came out in the thirties and through the war, beginning with Swallows and Amazons itself in 1932 and ending with Great Northern? in 1947. Pigeon Post (1936) won the Carnegie Medal. They’re about several families of children sailing, hiking, and exploring, while being explorers and pirates, scientists and prospectors, mostly in the Lake District but, with the D’s, Dick and Dorothea, who become friends with the Walkers and Blacketts (the Swallows and Amazons respectively, named after their boats), expanding their range to the Norfolk Broads. (There was also an unfinished book, Coots in the North, which is about the Death and Glories and the Amazons meeting; it was published in its unfinished form, edited by Hugh Brogan, in 1988.)
These are highly realistic books, if you allow for the children all being very responsible, sensible types, and their assorted grown-ups being the sort to take the famous telegram from Commander Walker to his wife, BETTER DROWNED THAN DUFFERS IF NOT DUFFERS WONT DROWN, as reasonable parenting within the plausibility of the books. These are not Enid Blyton; the Walkers, Blacketts, and Callums, with Tom Dudgeon and the three Death and Glories, the latter boatbuilders’ sons on the Broads, are out there not foiling spies and kidnappers, but being imaginative, active, thoughtful kids, doing real stuff. They cast Nancy and Peggy’s Uncle Jim, a world-wanderer grumpily trying to be left alone to get on with writing his memoirs, as an enemy pirate in order to harass him back to more proper favourite-uncle-like behaviour, they explore and map their own little new worlds, sail dinghies, build a sailing-sledge, find copper while prospecting for gold, protect nesting birds, and, in Dorothea’s case, work away at writing a novel in a manner that leaves you certain she’s going to be one of the notable mystery-thriller writers of the fifties. The children are a mix of girls and boys and, once the Death and Glories come into it, middle and working class. Nobody, ever, says, “You girls stay here where it’s safe.” Ever. If some smug Blyton-boy ever tried that with Nancy, or even Susan, who as first mate of the Swallow is responsible for seeing that cooking and washing up and proper bedtimes for the able-seamen under her happen (because she’s second-eldest among her siblings and therefore first mate and that’s the first mate’s job, looking after crew, not because she’s a girl) . . . well, they just couldn’t. They don’t exist in the same reality. The Swallows and Amazons are real as very few literary characters ever come to be. They could just walk out into the world and be. And they also say something about the reality of gender expectations in the thirties, rather than our presumptions about the past. (Think of how Una in the Edwardian Puck of Pook’s Hill and Rewards and Fairies is climbing trees and shooting at cows with a slingshot, pretending they’re marauding Picts, and that’s just normal, or in the original Nancy Drew of the thirties, Nancy sassing a policeman while competently fixing her broken-down car herself.) Susan, Titty, and Dorothea may do all their adventuring wearing skirts, but it doesn’t slow them down in the least, and Nancy and Peggy wear knickerbockers without it being remarkable, except when the dreaded Great-Aunt shows up and the Blacketts are briefly forced into frocks and hair-ribbons.
The Swallows and Amazons also taught me everything I know about sailing. One of my favourites is We Didn’t Mean To Go To Sea, about the Swallows alone accidentally crossing the North Sea to Holland in a yacht during a storm. That was a big influence on Moth’s voyage west in The Last Road, the fifth and final book of Gods of the Caravan Road.
As a footnote, if you plunge into these, and I hope you will, there are two books in the series that are not “true” within the world of the Swallows and Amazons. These are Peter Duck and Missee Lee, both of which are about voyages with Uncle Jim which end up, in Missee Lee, in an adventure with a Cambridge-educated Chinese woman pirate inspired in part by Soong Ch'ing-ling, whom Ransome had met. Both are stories the children and Uncle Jim make up together, but within that framework, they remain very realistic, though I’ve always felt they’re the weakest books in the series. I think that’s because the “this could really have happened” realism was such an important part of the appeal to me -- realistic stories that, unlike every North American kid-in-school book of the seventies I was ever forced to read, actively included rather than actively excluded the type of kid I was. If I ever met them, I knew that like the D’s, I’d watch them shyly and a bit enviously, and then be invited in. (Ransome, incidentally, is someone worth reading about for his own sake; he was in Russia during the Revolution, played chess with Lenin, and eloped with and later married Trotsky’s secretary, Evgenia Petrovna Shelepina. He was probably involved to some degree in espionage during his Russian adventures, as well.)
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binghamtonbeer · 5 years
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New Holland Cellarman’s IPA, Didn’t Do the Math, Tangerine Space Machine and Quad-Hopter - To finish out our Grand Rapids Brewsader challenge we hit up the New Holland Knickerbocker. Another no brainer with it being literally across the street from Jolly Pumpkin.
Went with a sampler again - this time all IPAs with 3 of the 4 being NEIPAs.  The Quad-Hopter was too over the top. The 3 NEIPAs were all decent - nothing I would buy to drink at home, but good for a taproom environment.
The facility was maybe the most impressive from the whole trip. Huge bar well staffed with bartenders. Lots of high tops and other tables in the bar area for those who want to spread out. Lots of table service space too. Large gift shop with take away beer options. Seemed to be a 2nd floor as well although not sure exactly what was up there. 
This made it 8 of 8 for our Brewsader passport, but it was too late in the day for us to pick up the t-shirts in person, but it’s really awesome they offer a no cost shipping option as well.
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nwbeerguide · 4 years
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Coming soon to their 43-state beer network, New Holland Brewing Company releases Lightpoint. An 86 calorie winter ale with coconut water, orange peel, and raw honey.
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HOLLAND, Mich. — New Holland Brewing, craft brewery and distillery based in Holland, MI, is proud to announce the upcoming launch of Lightpoint Functional White Ale, its first “active pursuits” beer. Designed to provide a refreshing and responsible post-pursuit experience, uncompromising in flavor, Lightpoint will be available in 43 states on March 1, 2020.
Renowned for flavorful and unique craft beer offerings, New Holland is no stranger to the curation of regional and in-season ingredients, creating craft brews to suit a specific time of year, activity or consumer desire; and Lightpoint is no exception.
Featuring coconut water, orange peel and raw honey, just 2g of carbs and only 86 calories per 12oz can, Lightpoint White Ale is tastefully brewed with natural ingredients and local Lake Michigan water.
Lightpoint is designed to be enjoyed with friends and community, shared after a hike, bike, run, ski or yoga session and bring a more satisfying and flavorful approach to the apres experience, without the added calories, ABV or carbohydrates. “We all look forward to the light point in our day or in our workout,” said Adam Dickerson, New Holland Brand Manager. “Here in West Michigan, the sunset over Lake Michigan symbolizes that moment of rest. After a day of hard work or a lakeshore run, the setting sun provides us with a beautiful moment to breathe it in and re-energize. That’s our Lightpoint.”
Jason Salas, Brewery Operations Manager, said, “We pride ourselves on creating what we deem to be the best tasting craft beer available, from seasonal flavors, to our flagship products. Lightpoint is an exciting next step for the brand, showcasing our desire to ensure that our best moments, with friends and family in the outdoors, are supported by the finest beverage possible, made from premium, delicious ingredients, and pristine Lake Michigan water.”
To kickstart the launch, New Holland will be hosting the first annual Lightpoint 5k fun-run, on March 28th, starting and finishing at New Holland Grand Rapids brewpub: The Knickerbocker.  All runners will receive a complimentary 5k shirt and the run will end in the New Holland beer garden with food, games and specials on cans of Lightpoint. While this will certainly be a fun run in structure, the race will also be timed with 1st, 2nd and 3rd place awards for 8 separate age groups.  Follow this link to register or find more information: http://bit.ly/2GYR7m4 .
Along with community-building, New Holland’s vision is to create savored moments, and they are doing so by supporting natural resources and outdoor public spaces that act as hosts for those moments. In 2019, New Holland was able to raise over $27,000 for the Michigan State Parks by developing a traveling beer dinner series that brought a new and exciting experience to the Parks. In 2020 New Holland will continue and expand support of this program with the goal to encourage conservation of the Michigan State Parks, Trails and Waterways. New Holland is also a member of the Great Lakes Business Network, committed to protecting the Great Lakes from environmental threats.
Lightpoint is a proud evolution of the brand, embodying the passion and dedication to community and the outdoors. The light at the end of the tunnel, Lightpoint is the perfect beer for the finish line.
Lightpoint will be available in 43 States, and at leading grocery stores across the country in March, 2020, and offered in 6-packs and 12-packs of 12oz cans, as well as draft.
For more information and availability, please visit NewHollandBrewing.com.
About New Holland
New Holland Brewing Company’s deep roots in the craft industry go back to 1997. Our role as an integral member of the artisan approach is something we take seriously, yet engage lightheartedly. We believe the art of craft lives in fostering rich experiences for our customers, through creating authentic beer, spirits and food while providing great service. Recognized for our creativity and artistry, our mission to improve the lives of craft consumers everywhere is seen in our diverse, balanced collection of beer and spirits.
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3 cheers for legal beers! (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3nt77ChRZG/?igshid=13p7j3khf0i7x
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doug-in-a-pub · 5 years
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Flight of the Dragon. Four Dragon's Milk varieties. #newholland #flightofthedragon #dragonsmilk #beer #grandrapids #beercity (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByiyFVAFP6N/?igshid=n8l7q9r507hv
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redhandedblue · 5 years
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pre flight treats (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1pABMonFQg/?igshid=wenw7q9wwwur
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peench · 6 years
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Sundays are for drag brunch 🍹🥓🍳 . . . #sundaysareforbrunch #sundaybrunch #dragbrunch #grandrapidsmi #puremichigan #gaymichigan #newhollandbrewing #gaycouple #gaysofinstagram #adventureswiththeadams (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bny0hyAluxP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=i7062drpdox6
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spotlightsaga · 7 years
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Kevin Cage of @spotlightsaga reviews... The Knick (S02E06) There Are Rules Airdate: November 11, 2015 (Cinemax) Ratings: 0.195 Million :: 0.05 18-49 Demo Share Score: 7/10 **********SPOILERS BELOW********** Such an oddity of an episode... Some exciting times in the 'not so modern' world of medicine. The big one is obviously Bertie is back... Can we get a round of applause please? I knew Bertie wouldn't last elsewhere. Bertie is a dreamer, and that hospital was too slow for him, and he was too fast for it. He let his personal feelings get in the way of a good thing at The Knickerbocker, but usually the good ones don't allow themselves to get in their own way for too long and I'm glad to see Bertie came around sooner than later. Obviously there's still some tension with Lucy, but what man at The Knick doesn't fall for her sadness. It sounds weird, but sometimes sadness can be the most alluring and attractive feature that someone exudes... And Lucy has it in spades. It's way past due that Sister Harriet make her escape from the hellhole she's banished herself too. I'm not sure what $3 a week is in the early 1900's, but I'm sure it's enough to stir up some serious hard feelings with Cleary and Harriet and these women who are not only stealing Harriet's money, but also treating her like straight shit need to get a piece of their own medicine. I feel like now that we're moving into the latter part of the season that it's time for some of these characters to start receiving their penance and for others to get their comeuppance... This is just one example. And while Barrow always seems to escape...or weasel his way out of his, rather... There are always others that's deserve it more. Take this 'owner' of the conjoined twins, Thackery is going to make sure he gets his and (oh yes) I'll revel in its violent delight! The idea of anyone 'owning' any person makes me sick. I don't even look at my cat that way, let alone another human being... Two, rather, and ones with a *serious* medical condition! I've never been one to actually feel bad for Gallinger, he's always found a way to put his foot in his mouth... Especially when it comes to his extreme jealousy of Thackery & Edwards' professional relationship... Usually ending up in racial slurs thrown at Edwards, because he knows that Edwards is the better doctor and (if you ask me, the better man, flawed as he may be)... But what happened to his family, his wife, the post-partum, or whatever mental illness that struck his wife and ended up in a dead child is unequal... And I can't imagine what it feels like to be torn between a very sick woman whom he loves with all his heart and someone encouraging her to have a go at another baby. Holy shit, this woman should not be having children... Ever. The whole murder of the first baby wasn't a sign it was a goddamn murder of a baby. And the fact that she got off is still beyond me, but let's not be giving her any other chances to make it two for two.
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brews-and-pubs · 3 years
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New Holland Brewing, Grand Rapids MI (”The Knickerbocker” Location)
What a fun stop this was! The space itself was large and intriguing with lots of tree-lot imagery throughout. These photos don’t even show the bulk of the indoor area, which is beyond and even above the bar area.
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All the beers I had in my flight were great:
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From left to right, they were:
Golden Sails (American Lager), 5.3% - I usually find this style to be fairly bland, but this one was lively and interesting! I definitely considered it for a follow-up pint.
Tangerine Space Machine (NEIPA), 6.8% - It worked very well with the pizza I ordered, but see below for another NEIPA that -- for me -- was hands down the winner compared to this one.
Delightful Intent (Wild Ale), 3% - They had a few wild/sour ales on tap and I did enjoy this one. If I’d had the chance, I would have liked to try all the sours, but it was sort of a “pin the tail on the donkey” exercise to pick just one, and this was it.
Dutch Hustle (American Pale Ale), 5% - I did love this one (and will try to find a clone recipe to brew at home!). It was almost the winner for a pint, but ... well, see below for what I actually did ;-)
This location doesn’t have a large menu (unless you want an appetizer, which they have a lot of), so I ordered a 10″ pizza. It was good, although I still preferred the one I had at Dirt Road in Philomath OR, to be honest. However, the crust was crispy all over and was perfectly thin under the ingredients, so I definitely enjoyed it.
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In the end, I opted for two 10oz pours of beers I didn’t have in the flight:
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I was positive that I would have a hands-down favorite between these two, but I loved them both equally.
The left glass is their Hazy River (NEIPA), 5.9%, and it was, for my taste, far better than the first NEIPA I tried. I would absolutely have more of this one if it’s on draft somewhere.
The right glass is their Good for the Goat (Single Bock), 4.8%. I guess the closest thing I can recall having to this is a Schwarzbier or black lager, but this was better than any of those types I can remember drinking. As with the Hazy River, I’ll be all over this one should I see it again somewhere.
I’m in Grand Rapids still the next two days and it will be tough to pick places to go out of the myriad of options. I do want to get back to Guardian near Saugatuck, but otherwise, I’ll probably do something else in G.R. Stay tuned for the results. As of today, I’ve been to 22 places and tasted 104 beers in the first three weeks of this trip. Will I top 130 overall? We’ll see!
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I did a bit of research today, trying to find clone recipes for the Dutch Hustle and the Good for the Goat, but discovered that these are one-off, small-batch brews made here at The Knickerbocker brewery for the enjoyment of the brewers. They won’t be repeated or distributed, ever, and they aren’t common enough for anyone to try to clone them. (If only my palate was more refined and my brewing skills more honed, I might be able to make a reasonable facsimile ... but at least I have the fond memories!)
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aion-rsa · 3 years
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The Knick Is An Ugly, Atmospheric Delight
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Most early photographs look haunted. Perhaps it’s because we view these images with the knowledge that the people inside them are already ghosts. In some early photos the subject had actually already expired at the time of their capture. Photography was expensive and the first and best occasion for many families to pay for a portrait was recently after a loved one died.
But some old timey photos are just ineffably creepy beyond any easy explanation. Consider this snapshot of a surgical operating theater in 1890.
Boston City Hospital operating theater, circa 1890 | A. H. Folsom of Roxbury
The experience of seeing primitive surgeons dressed in angelic white, surrounded by seats of mustachioed men wearing their Sunday best and staring down at a lifeless body is so intensely bizarre. Photos like this are dripping with a grim atmosphere that very few documents or art can really capture. One recent entry into the prestige TV canon, however, did a shockingly good job of recreating that eerie sensation and maintaining it over two full seasons.
Both seasons of Cinemax’s The Knick are now available to stream on HBO Max. Cinemax may no longer be in the original content business, but some of its better shows are finally, thankfully making their way to the WarnerMedia streaming venture. In addition to The Knick other recent Cinemax titles arriving to HBO Max include Banshee and Warrior. All three are superb shows and worth checking out, but let us highlight The Knick in particular as one of recent television history’s most underappreciated gems.
The Knick is quite simply one of the most stylish and atmospheric TV shows ever made. Premiering in 2014, it is set in a fictionalized version of the real Knickerbocker Hospital (a.k.a “The Knick”) which was located in Harlem at the turn of the 19th century. The series begins in 1900 and follows Clive Owen’s Dr. John W. “Thack” Thackery, the chief surgeon at The Knick, as he runs the hospital while barely controlling his addiction to injecting cocaine. Other cast members include André Holland as new assistant chief surgeon Dr. Algernon Edwards, Jeremy Bobb as hospital manager Herman Barrow, and Eve Hewson as nurse Lucy Elkins.
The plotting on The Knick from creators and head writers Jack Amiel & Michael Beglerare is tight and effective. The show capably balances multiple story threads at once, from the series- long arc of Thack’s drug abuse and addiction to season-long arcs about infectious diseases spreading throughout New York to episode-long stories presenting patients simply in need of help. 
But what sets The Knick apart from fellow medical dramas (and just about everything else) is the imagery involved and the tone it invokes. Watching The Knick is like staring at the uncanny oddness of that old operating theater photo until the people within it start to move around and vacuum blood out of a patient’s open abdomen. 
Television has always been seen as a writers’ medium, with the head writer on many shows often serving as de facto “showrunner” and maintaining the visual style. The Knick, however, benefits greatly from the involvement of filmmaker Steven Soderbergh, who produces and directs every episode. Soderbergh’s cameras, era-authentic gaslamp lighting, and superb production design all conspire to create one hell of a visual mood. That’s not even to mention Cliff Martinez’s excellent, synth-heavy score, which one would be forgiven for thinking is the work of Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross. Just about every scene sounds like a tense mission leading up to a boss battle in an NES game. 
Thack and his fellow doctors Bertram “Bertie” Chickering (Michael Angarano) and Everett Gallinger (Eric Johnson) are fond of calling the Knick their “circus.” And like any circus, The Knick is only as good as its performers. Thankfully the doctors, nurses, administrators are all more than up to the task. 
Despite being only six years old now, The Knick has proven to be quite an acting talent factory. The series was Hewson’s first TV role and the Irish actress is now on her way to modest stardom thanks to roles in The Luminaries and Behind Her Eyes. Jeremy Bobb has since turned up in everything, including Russian Doll, Jessica Jones, and The Outsider. Chris Sullivan, who plays ambulance operator Tom Cleary now plays Toby on This Is Us. And Juliet Rylance portrays Della Street on Perry Mason. 
Meanwhile, Owen is a perfect fit as Thack. The actor seems to relish hiding his handsome movie star features behind sweat, matted hair, and a thin mustache. The effect makes Thack physically resemble some kind of familiar early 1900s pugilist archetype more than a Hollywood leading man. The lifelike performance flows out from there.
Holland as a talented Black surgeon extremely unwelcome in a white hospital is also superb. The actor has racked up award nominations for Selma and Moonlight, but he’s never seemed like a more capable protagonist than he does in The Knick, even if his character isn’t technically the lead. 
It does at times feel as though this is really Edwards’ story. Which makes sense, given that the most attention is frequently paid to him as a perceived trespasser in a white world. Also: it probably goes without saying, but one should know before watching that The Knick pulls absolutely no punches in its depiction of early 20th century racism. It’s admirably honest storytelling about the time period but it’s also just brutal to sit through. One season 2 plotline even involves a central character becoming a full-on eugenicist. 
Thought that understandably all sounds quite bleak, The Knick isn’t just all crushingly real depictions of racism, gore, and nifty camerawork. The show fills an important prestige TV quotient by frequently bringing something new to the table. In the absurdly crowded TV landscape, oftentimes the best thing any show can do is to present something to the audience that they’ve never seen before. The Knick has many such moments…unless you’ve somehow seen someone inject cocaine into Clive Owen’s penis before. The series also has one of the wildest series finale of all time. The finale of season 2 (which wasn’t necessarily a series finale at the time) features one moment that should take even the most veteran drama watcher by surprise. 
The show has some sturdy themes to go along with the stylish flourishes and surprising storytelling. In the series first episode, Thack describes what is simultaneously appealing and devastating about healthcare to him, saying: “God always wins. It’s the longest unbeaten streak in the history of the world.” 
There is nothing that any doctor or surgeon can do to stop death. The best they can hope to do is forestall it’s arrival. Thack and the doctors at the Knick have done the best they can in this mission. When Thack proudly announces that life expectancy has gone from 39 to 47 in the past 20 years, it’s a darkly funny moment to the modern viewer. But any small medical advancement or deeper understanding of the human body always feels like a sincere victory throughout The Knick – particularly because we see the very literal blood, swat, and tears it takes to achieve them. These drug-addicted surgeons and frightened, shivering patients are indeed ghosts from an stained old-timey photo of an operating theater. They’re also people. And that’s something that the show is able to capture in addition to capturing all the terrifying gore of 20th century medicine. 
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Back in September of 2020, Soderbergh revealed that he and producer Barry Jenkins were planning to go through with The Knick season 3, with a pilot script having been written. Given that the Hollywood landscape is particularly turbulent at the moment, who knows if that script will ever find a home. Whether or not The Knick gets a third season, its first two will fit in quite comfortably alongside the greats in its new HBO Max home for years to come. 
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mustlovedogs-kels · 3 years
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Only in Michigan do we drink ice cold beers outside when it’s below freezing🍻❄️ (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLiDK4SgBvx/?igshid=shznpjzxezaz
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wislander · 4 years
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Sampler flight at the New Holland Knickerbocker on Grand Rapids Michigan. #knickerbocker #newholland #grandrapids (at New Holland Brewing The Knickerbocker) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGdbBdwjY4A/?igshid=jl7wzhso976a
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1. Complementary Colors: The complementary colors here are the warmer tones - oranges, yellows and browns - in comparison to the bright blue of the window. Your eyes immediately go to this centered blue of the window where you can see that the sky is getting dark and cold, which further pushes the warm feeling from the warm colors of the building’s interior. The pamphlet is for Knickerbocker, a New Holland Brewery. The complementary colors create a contrast in temperature that make you feel like you want to be inside of the warm brewery on a cold evening.
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