I followed the excellent Bone of Contention back in the day--Five years ago!--impatiently, and had the nerve to be disappointed that there was no final sex scene. Well, callow youth. I was barely out of adolescence.
Shut up, Wendy.
I still feel that the final conversation between Mulder and Scully feels too flat. Maybe I'm just addicted to jokes. Or maybe I don't appreciate subtlety. No, I'm *crazy* about subtlety. And I think that BOC is a study in that very thing.
This is a logically constructed casefile that has what many lack, a motivation plugged directly into the ust generator. Mulder is afraid that he and Scully will never have the sex he has dreamed of for so many faux-adolescent years. He is agonized about it, really, and has no idea that a direct approach would resolve Scully's insecurities as well as his own. It's an absurd situation, but one we shippers are hooked on, and the dry and subtle writing sells it on an adult level. In a situation one banana peel from buffoonery, delicate relationship adjustments are made.
Of course Mulder blurts out inanities and hurts Scully terribly; that's what happens when people don't practice intimate conversation; their ability to articulate deserts them in the clinches. And I do think he has a valid worry to add to all his ongoing invalid worries. Just as Scully has every reason to question Mulder's Brain.
The style is deliciously understated. I'm too lazy to illustrate, but I do remember being tickled when Mulder thinks of humming "Peggy Sue" just as Scully is nervously about to board a chartered small aircraft. This is a joke that requires at the very least some attention, as do many others, but the writers manage to make reading no chore whatsoever.
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Shut up, Wendy.
I still feel that the final conversation between Mulder and Scully feels too flat. Maybe I'm just addicted to jokes. Or maybe I don't appreciate subtlety. No, I'm *crazy* about subtlety. And I think that BOC is a study in that very thing.
This is a logically constructed casefile that has what many lack, a motivation plugged directly into the ust generator. Mulder is afraid that he and Scully will never have the sex he has dreamed of for so many faux-adolescent years. He is agonized about it, really, and has no idea that a direct approach would resolve Scully's insecurities as well as his own. It's an absurd situation, but one we shippers are hooked on, and the dry and subtle writing sells it on an adult level. In a situation one banana peel from buffoonery, delicate relationship adjustments are made.
Of course Mulder blurts out inanities and hurts Scully terribly; that's what happens when people don't practice intimate conversation; their ability to articulate deserts them in the clinches. And I do think he has a valid worry to add to all his ongoing invalid worries. Just as Scully has every reason to question Mulder's Brain.
The style is deliciously understated. I'm too lazy to illustrate, but I do remember being tickled when Mulder thinks of humming "Peggy Sue" just as Scully is nervously about to board a chartered small aircraft. This is a joke that requires at the very least some attention, as do many others, but the writers manage to make reading no chore whatsoever.