I love bucktommy and I would've been perfectly happy with them being endgame, but i also understand it's a drama show and breaking up a main character creates easy drama. and like. i get it. i'm sad it happened but i get it. I'll still read fics. but goddamn i am so fucking pissed off on how they broke them up
what was the fucking point of episode 5?? the whole graveyard scene? Tommy talking about family? The beginning of that coming out arc was so well done and felt so natural and was so important. AND THEY FUCKING KNEW IT! They talked about it multiple times and wanting to handle this well and then they go do that?? Like i said, i'm not even angry they broke up, they're fictional characters on a show but i am so upset that they decided to just throw out biphobic lines and have Tommy break up with Buck because he decided he should date around. what a fucking waste.
I am just exhausted. I am so fucking tired and upset that they decided to handle what was such a well done coming out arc like this
I feel like the person working with Sir has to be Ethan because so much would make a lot more sense if it is.
ofmd wasn't "profitable" enough but I didn't even get the feeling hbo wanted to make money off of it. They didn't promote it when s1 dropped, and the promo for s2 was erratic at best. They don't sell merch. Or physical copies. There's no bts documentaries other than what actors (shoutout to Samba ilu) make themselves in their spare time.
It took more than a full year for me to be able to watch s1 legally! I still can't access s2 legally anywhere! It's not that ofmd is unprofitable, it's that hbo refuses to profit off of it, because - well, because profiting off of it would mean investing work and money into it.
And like. Of course, when you compare it to the juggernauts hbo holds rights to, like GoT, ofmd is small fishes. But.
How on earth do these clowns think cult classics happen?
A Game of Thrones was first published in 1996 and didn't make it on the NYT beststeller list until 2011. The first edition of the first Harry Potter book was 500 pieces. And yeah, TV shows are different, but if you look at today's media landscape, would things like Star Trek, or Buffy, or Doctor Who stand the slightest chance? These things take time, is my point. A piece of media doesn't become a massively profitable, beloved classic over night. It takes time and effort to build that kind of franchise.
And the thing is! Nobody who makes these decisions even likes stories. I'm convinced that whoever is in charge at hbo, at amazon prime, even at disney, thinks storytelling is dumb and for idiots. They think it's enough to just slap the name of something people love on whatever garbage they spit out, for it to be profitable. They think it's the brand that sells: Look this has "Lord of the Rings" on it! Look, this one has "Game of Thrones", you like Game of Thrones don't you? Watch my show, boy.
But this isn't how this works. It's not the name that sells (unless, I suppose, you're the MCU, and even there one gets the impression the trick is finally stopping to work), especially not when the product is bad. People aren't idiots.
But it's not about making something good. It's not about making a meaningful piece of art, or telling an engaging story. ofmd served its purpose; it drew in all the subscribers it ever would, so there's no point in letting it go on. Even in the s2 that we did get, this is evident: the penny pinching is palpable, it's clear that the studio didn't want to spend any more money than absolutely necessary on it, and then cut the budget by 40%.
It's not about art. It never has been.
And it's not even about profit, because to be profitable eventually, stories have to be allowed to thrive first. You tell a good story first, and success happens later, often much, much later.
And ofmd was incredibly, astonishingly successful. It was the most in-demand series for weeks after the s1 finale. But even that wasn't enough, it's never enough, ofmd could have made record-setting profits and it still would have been cancelled, because -
Well, I don't know. Because we live in a bad time for art. Because Orwell was right, and stories have become commodities, like shoelaces. Because. Well. It's not about telling a story, is it?
What's the point of a story? What's the point of making something for the joy of making it? What's the point of a piece of art, existing, if it cannot be transferred into numbers for the stockholders?
idk how to end this. I hope David Jenkins finishes the story he wanted to tell, even if just for himself. I hope, against all odds, that weird, fun, heartfelt, beautiful little stories like ofmd continue to happen.
But goddammit.
Falsettos is my favorite musical and I've lost count of the times I've seen it, but for some reason it just hit me that when Marvin says "I left my kid, I left my wife, to be with you", it's a direct answer to Whizzer's "All your life you wanted men, and when you got it up to have them, who knew it would end your life?"
Because Whizzer is talking about AIDS. He's been an openly gay man for much longer, he's been with other men, and he knows how repressed Marvin was. So, he's commenting on how tragic it is that now that Marvin allowed himself to enjoy this, they'll both end up dead.
But Marvin knew he'd lose his life for this. He had a tight knit family, perfectly patriarchal, and he put it all on the line in the name of Whizzer's affections. And they're both stubborn and they're both drowning in toxic masculinity and so neither of them actually admitted this simple truth: Whizzer was afraid of loving Marvin because he thought all he wanted was sex.
It takes Whizzer's death for them to finally fix their greatest misunderstanding. Finally Whizzer says "I'm sorry it's over, now that you could have the sex you wanted", and Marvin replies "It wasn't the sex, it was you. I'd end my life again if it meant I could live with you. I did it before already".
And I'd like to believe that I'd do it again, and again, and again.
a thought: sir's childhood neighbor is actually gabi's mom, and the neighbor/gabi's mom passing away is what prompts him to abduct gabi and try to "give" her the life he was denied by his own mother (and what he got a glimpse of through his neighbor/gabi's mom).
The way I was SO convinced there would be at least the start of Bobby not being dead after all this episode that I spent the whole time waiting for it to the very last seconds and when it didn't come, I could not fathom it😠the way I'm lowkey still holding out a little tiny bit of hope👀🤠this episode really crumbled my unwavering confidence though...🥺 Like I might actually have to start accepting he might be dead frðŸ˜ðŸ’”
I'm just kind of fucking tired about this happening to good, funny, smart, diverse, queer shows. Ofmd has a huge fan base, a lot of potential, and became mainstream popular off of what was essentially a cold release of the first season. This show did everything right and was still not safe. I wish I could say I'm fired up or angry, but I'm just tired and sad. This was the first show I'd ever seen have a canon trans character (especially a nb person), the first show I saw with a poly relationship, the first show that basked so proudly in its racial diversity, the first show I watched that allowed for so much love for its disabled characters. This show was full to bursting with love. And they took it away from us.
"I can't ship Gabbi and Sir."
Hugh is a snow ranger in Kakslauttanen Arctic Village and Gabi is going for a retreat there. She had some perks from her corporate PR job, allowing her to choose between a holiday home in Barcelona and a log cabin in Finland. In the end, she went with fluffy socks and hot cocoa.
When Gabi arrives, she's greeted by a handsome man called Hugh. Apparently, he is there to ensure her comfort and safety for as long as she'll let him the duration of her stay.
Hugh leads her to her cabin on horseback. His horse is called Maya, she's a sweetheart and loves Gabi immediately.
Once Ms Gabrielle's luggage has been unloaded, Hugh walks her through the highlights in the village. He recommends the spa, the hot rocks and the forest, mostly for the wild rabbits.
Gabi thanks him for his help as he prepares to leave. He would've stayed forever if she asked.
Over the next few days, Hugh makes the same mistake time and time again. His usual rounds involve checking in on the dozen or so guests in the arctic village yet somehow he spends too long at Ms Gabrielle's. Every. Morning.
Really it's not his fault. He knocks, as usual, asks the guest if there is anything he can do for them. If yes, he stays. If no, he moves on. With Ms Gabrielle, all she does is smile and invite him in and he's powerless. Self control is a foreign concept and before he knows it, he's sitting next to her, by the fireplace, drinking the mulled wine he bought for her, just one day after she arrived.
Clearly, he has favourites. His boss can never find out that he spends nearly two hours with Ms Gabrielle each morning, let alone the fact that he brings her freshly baked cinnamon rolls and leaves them by her doorstep.
That kind of thing is frowned upon by professionals with other guests to consider.
Not him, though. Ms Gabrielle is worth the recklessness that may or may not guide him these days. With her, he can be himself, with all of his peculiarities and passions to boot. She accepts him.
This particular morning, the two are talking about why they chose Finland and who they'd want to bring next time around. For Hugh, it's his younger brother, Martin. He would love to show him the reindeer grazing in the spring time. Its so peaceful.
For Gabi, it's her father. For as long as she could remember, the man had always hated the cold. It would be nice to show him another side to the snow. Besides, he'd never left the US. This would be good for him.
Catching a glimpse of the time, Hugh sees that they've set a new record. This morning chat is coming up to three hours yet somehow he can't find it in him to feel regret. Every second in her presence was worth the potential reprimand.
As he prepares to finish his morning rounds, with a slight delay, he promises to make her dinner on his next day off. Mounting his horse, he tells her that his uncle taught him a few family recipes he'd like to show her.
Gabi watches him ride off from her window and chuckles softly to herself. This man wants to make her pasta and lobster.
As promised, two days later, Hugh is at her doorstep carrying a basket full of ingredients. That night, there is an insanely dangerous blizzard that traps them in her cabin. Not that they realised, of course. Their first date was going too well for them to check the weather forecast and risk cutting it short.
They are snowed in for three days. Its bliss. No emails, no early starts, no meetings, just lots of red wine and orgasms.
Thankfully, the cabin is warm and well stocked. Gabi is enjoying the baecation and Hugh needed an excuse to neglect the other guests. All in all, its a win.
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hai guysssssssssssssss i am crawling out of the depths. anyway… watch found on nbc teehee