I See the Sparks Fly
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A/N: After a few drinks, Noir and JJ celebrate the new year with a little more than kisses.
Warnings: light smut. Grinding. This is probably the spiciest I'll post today.
JJ giggled as Noir’s hand skimmed his stomach beneath his shirt, fingers dancing over the soft flesh as his lips brushed against JJ’s earlobe.
The couple were lying in bed, JJ in Noir’s lap, thriving off the buzz from the both bottle of champagne they had shared and the short shots of whiskey they’d had at dinner. For once, Noir had ditched his hat and tie, rolling his sleeves up to his elbows and allowing JJ to unbutton the first three buttons of his shirt. JJ had unbuttoned his waistcoat and the first two buttons of his shirt, tie undone and draped over his shoulders.
“You are so sensitive, my dear,” Noir chuckled, voice rumbling against JJ’s back making him giggle again. “Especially when you’re tipsy.” He gently bit JJ’s earlobe, tugging a little before letting go, hand on his stomach travelling lower as his other hand travelled to his thighs, squeezing slightly before stilling.
Noir… The detective loved how he could tell JJ’s whines just from how he signed his name. You can’t tease me like this. Please… His hands clenched into fists as Noir gently sucked a mark into the side of JJ’s neck, tilting his head to give Noir more space.
“But you’re so responsive,” Noir taunted, teasing his fingers into JJ’s waistband, chuckling when JJ wrapped his fingers around his wrist, urging him to continue. “And if we start now, you’ll miss the fireworks you love so much.”
He laughed when JJ held up the finger at the window, lifting his arms as JJ turned around, sitting on Noir’s lap with both legs either side of his hips. Noir watched in amusement as JJ ran his fingers through his hair, leaning closer before reaching to the side to grab the last glass of champagne from the bedside table.
JJ raised an eyebrow at Noir, keeping eye contact as he downed the entire glass, clumsily setting the glass back on the table before draping his arms over the detective’s shoulders, fingers playing with the short hairs at the base of his skull.
Noir’s hands found their place on JJ’s hips, pulling him down so their crotches touched, catching his gasp in a kiss when he bucked his hips up.
“Patience, love,” Noir whispered against JJ’s lips, grip tight on his hips to keep him still as he glanced at the clock, silently counting down before rolling his hips slowly against JJ’s, timing his movements and giving JJ a deep kiss as the clock struck midnight, fireworks going off outside the window as JJ came, hands gripping tightly to his shoulders.
“Happy new year, love,” Noir said as JJ came down from his high, gently setting him down on the bed. When JJ simply giggled in response, Noir kissed him lightly on the tip of his nose, sliding his tie off from under his collar to make him more comfortable.
Happy… new… year… JJ signed lazily, grabbing Noir’s face to pull him into another kiss.
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What’s On My Shelf? #1: Stop Making Sense (1984)
David Byrne in Stop Making Sense.
The year is 2024, and streaming services are dominating the film and TV industry. They’re also collecting other streaming services like Infinity Stones and calling it “bundling”. What a time to be alive!
A lot of people out there think that physical media is dying. If your name is Best Buy, you apparently think it’s already dead. But it’s still very much alive and there’s still a market for it. I currently have over 200 titles sitting on my shelf and that number will absolutely continue to grow because I love physical media.
That brings me to the point of this post—and the potential series of posts to come.
A few weeks ago I had a random idea for a podcast called What’s On My Shelf?, which would involve me choosing a film in my collection at random and talking about it. Because I hate the sound of my own voice and do a better job writing my thoughts down than actually verbalizing them, I scratched the podcast idea and opted for the same thing but in blog form.
Today the randomizer, which pulls films from my Letterboxd lists that I use to digitally catalog my collection, chose 1984’s Stop Making Sense.
Conceived for the stage by Talking Heads frontman David Byrne and directed by Jonathan Demme, Stop Making Sense captures the iconic band as they take the stage at the Pantages Theatre in Hollywood. Shot over four nights and featuring hits like “Burning Down the House” and “Once in a Lifetime”, as well as the now infamous “Big Suit”, it is considered one of the greatest concert films of all time.
David Byrne in True Stories (1986).
I first got into David Byrne and the Talking Heads sometime in 2021. I became particularly obsessed with “Once in a Lifetime” and had it on repeat. That same year I watched David Byrne’s first and only directorial effort, True Stories (1986), which had a killer soundtrack. Sometime after that, I watched David Byrne’s American Utopia on HBO, which is a Spike Lee-directed recording of Byrne’s Broadway show of the same name. I loved the music so much and listened to it everyday for months.
Flash forward to 2023 when A24 announces that they’ll be re-releasing Stop Making Sense in IMAX. I was so excited that I went and bought a copy of the film, which in hindsight was a painfully unnecessary purchase but I had never seen it before and I wanted to as soon as I possibly could.
David Byrne and Chris Frantz in Stop Making Sense.
The film blew my mind when I watched it alone in my room, so when the time finally came for it to hit IMAX screens, I was ready. I picked up a buddy of mine (who lived an hour and a half away) and drove to the closest AMC that was screening the film (which was another hour away), and had my mind blown all over again. A24’s remaster looked and sounded INCREDIBLE in IMAX and was worth the drive. The underwhelmingly brief live-streamed Q&A afterwards… not so much.
The collector's edition of Stop Making Sense, released by A24.
Earlier this year, A24 finally announced a physical release of the film on 4K UHD, which I pre-ordered immediately despite already owning a copy of the film on Blu-ray… and not having the kind of income to just drop $60 on a movie like that. After months of waiting it finally arrived in the mail this week. I have yet to open it at this point, but I’m excited to watch it again!
There’s a reason Stop Making Sense is considered one of the greatest concert films of all time. The music, the staging, the choreography, the decision to have the band members and set pieces come in one by one—it’s one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen. To quote my own Letterboxd review: “Just good vibes all around. Big Suit.”
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