The Giggle is truly like: the Doctor (52) and Donna (54) meet the Doctor's ex-companion Mel (59) and her boss Kate Lethbridge-Stewart (58) to face the Toymaker (50). And then the Doctor (31) shows up to save these senior citizens from themselves.
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There are so many posts about the weirdness around Nina and Maggie, but the thing that has always bothered me the most is that both of them know Aziraphale but neither one of them seems to know Crowley. Like, at ALL. Not even by sight. Which doesn’t make any sense. For the last four years, Crowley has basically been unemployed and homeless (this sentence made me so sad to type). He has had literally NOTHING to do except hang out at Aziraphale’s bookshop. And the vibe at the beginning of s2 is that he’s there a LOT. Like, multiple times per week (“we both get plenty of use out of it, don’t we”). When Aziraphale calls him in the first episode, he says “2 minutes” the way you tell your spouse how long until you’re home from the grocery store, especially if you were on your way home already.
The dialogue goes to great lengths to highlight that Nina and Maggie SHOULD know Crowley, which just heightens the weirdness of it. When they're at the pub, Crowley asks Aziraphale, “What’s wrong with the cafe?” (implying they usually go to the cafe), but Aziraphale made a point of introducing Crowley to Nina in the first episode. And Nina makes a point of saying to Maggie that she always remembers “the regulars," but she doesn't seem to remember Crowley. Of course, she immediately notices both Jim and Muriel outside the bookshop, so she's clearly paying attention to what's happening in the neighborhood and it seems like she couldn't have failed to spot him coming and going all the time.
And Maggie's situation is even weirder. Her whole back story is that she basically grew up IN the bookshop because her grandmother’s record store was essentially in a corner of the bookshop. And yet, when Maggie and Nina see Crowley on the street right before the lightning strike, Nina says, “Do you see that bloke? Six shots of espresso and he's smoking,” and Maggie responds, “I think that man was just struck by lightning.” Which is something you say about someone you’ve never laid eyes on before. She didn’t say, “Oh, that’s Mr. Fell’s friend,” or “I’ve seen him around. He stops by Mr. Fell’s shop a lot.” And then when he comes back, "It's him. The one who was just struck by lightning. The six shots of espresso." Again, no flash of recognition of anything before the current day. This happens immediately after she's just told Nina about knowing Aziraphale since she was little. It’s just weird. Why build a back story that would put her in extremely close proximity to Crowley LITERALLY her entire life and then write dialogue that makes it clear she's never laid eyes on him before?
You could maybe think, well they're just so used to having to hide...but then I asked myself: Does it make sense that the day that you find out there is an extremely dangerous, existence-threatening problem hiding out in your ineffable husband's bookshop is also the day that you would decide to STOP keeping a low profile and start wandering the streets with abandon, introducing yourself to all the local shopkeepers, and ferrying large plants into and out of said bookshop? No. No, it does not.
In any other show, you could assume that the writers just didn’t think about it very carefully. But, given the layers and layers of meaning and symbolism baked into every detail of this show, from the dialogue, to the costuming, the set design, lighting, blocking, etc., and the way that the story folds back on itself again and again, it just feels significant.
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Obviously, they have not been releasing Tumblr sexymen and gaslighting girlbosses at a rate sustainable to Blue Space demand. Goncharov reflects a failure in the market forcing Tumblr to fill the gap in supply by creating its own Tumblr sexyman from scratch. The terrarium is evolving. Niche-ing. Folding in on ourselves to become infinitely self-sustaining.
Honestly, I could probably write a Freaknomics book about this, checkmate Steven Levitt.
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I think if we solved the Loneliness Epidemic/Decline-in-Friendships on a population level we could once again see a wellspring of friends-to-lovers tropes instead of this invasive-species-ass abundance of enemies-to-lovers
They aren't even proper enemies anymore most of the time. They are just people who mildly dislike each other.
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I never tire of any of your RO’s. tbqh I feel like we don’t get enough :3
thank you that’s so nice of you to say too bad I CAN NOT say the same
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Thinking of starting a new food trend but pro-grains and carbs and such. Start worshipping bread again. Make some shrines to rice and pasta. Yell “blasphemy!” real loud when someone starts saying “grains contain anti-nutrients,” whatever that means. Begin some street sermons like, “what blessed our ancestors to get-eth through the long winter, turn our settlements to towns, and inspire the people to revolution. Who provides when all other foods go out. Who smells delicious as the yeast fuck-eth.”
Thinking of calling it the Free Bagel movement.
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