I reread her with unusual pleasure (except for, you know, the exceptions).
We shall not speak of it, please.
I love this story for all of the the reasons you list. As I said upstream, you know the writing is great when the noromo is rooting for the romance.
I call these problems theoretical, because they didn't bother me. I am not normally in favor of same-bed scenarios--so unrealistically contrived to one purpose--but Tesla makes hers work. I can't see Mulder as a moony, needy, self-denegrating lover or Scully with a schoolgirlish hot crush. Yet Tesla pulls both characterizations off. I think it has to do with the cool, no-nonsense presentation, the refusal to indulge in excessive interior whine. Scully gets into Mulder's bed because she's scared, they do it because he's stoned, they keep doing it because people do keep doing it, sometimes very foolishly. I bought it all.
Me, too. Although, I was trying to figure out what those cold pills were with the codeine in them. Plus, if the murderer wants middle-class redheads with moisturized skin, why is he hanging out in strip joints and kidnapping pole dancers? I see a little problem with the profile myself, so it's a good thing they held the press conference and smoked him out. (I'm a little dubious that he'd risk Scully in that parking lot scenario. Scully thought he was full of shit, which is so like her.)
Oddly, I thought the final scene was not all that. Of course we want the declaration of love, but the ultimate sex seemed gratuitous. Also, I don't like Scully calling Mulder "you maniac." Fussy, fussy, fussy.
Humph! I loved the last scene. It would have been totally anticlimactic if they hadn't made mad, passionate love. I have no problem with Scully's use of "maniac," probably because I use the word myself. Besides, he is a maniac, an adorable, brilliant, infuriating, and sexy maniac.
Okay. I have so much more to say and I haven't even started disagreeing C's post yet. Or hlbr's.
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Date: 2010-04-30 05:13 am (UTC)We shall not speak of it, please.
I love this story for all of the the reasons you list. As I said upstream, you know the writing is great when the noromo is rooting for the romance.
I call these problems theoretical, because they didn't bother me. I am not normally in favor of same-bed scenarios--so unrealistically contrived to one purpose--but Tesla makes hers work. I can't see Mulder as a moony, needy, self-denegrating lover or Scully with a schoolgirlish hot crush. Yet Tesla pulls both characterizations off. I think it has to do with the cool, no-nonsense presentation, the refusal to indulge in excessive interior whine. Scully gets into Mulder's bed because she's scared, they do it because he's stoned, they keep doing it because people do keep doing it, sometimes very foolishly. I bought it all.
Me, too. Although, I was trying to figure out what those cold pills were with the codeine in them. Plus, if the murderer wants middle-class redheads with moisturized skin, why is he hanging out in strip joints and kidnapping pole dancers? I see a little problem with the profile myself, so it's a good thing they held the press conference and smoked him out. (I'm a little dubious that he'd risk Scully in that parking lot scenario. Scully thought he was full of shit, which is so like her.)
Oddly, I thought the final scene was not all that. Of course we want the declaration of love, but the ultimate sex seemed gratuitous. Also, I don't like Scully calling Mulder "you maniac." Fussy, fussy, fussy.
Humph! I loved the last scene. It would have been totally anticlimactic if they hadn't made mad, passionate love. I have no problem with Scully's use of "maniac," probably because I use the word myself. Besides, he is a maniac, an adorable, brilliant, infuriating, and sexy maniac.
Okay. I have so much more to say and I haven't even started disagreeing C's post yet. Or hlbr's.
Tomorrow.