Hi, Neil! I don't have a question. I just wanted to say that i just finished watching Dead Boys Detectives and I love it every second of it. I really hope it gets renewed otherwise I don't know how I'll keep living 😨
Tell everyone you know in real life to watch it. Tell everyone you know online. Remember that the first month is the most important and that completion rates are the statistic that Netflix cares about at least as much as viewing figures. Post things anywhere you can post things.
It's up to all of you whether it gets a second season (or a third).
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Edwin Paine: [exists]
Every queer man* in Port Townsend: oh my goddddd hiiiii 😍😍😍😍😍
Edwin:
Edwin: upon consideration I am simply far too repressed for this nonsense. Thank you and good day gentlemen
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Whose POV is it Anyway?
Bodysnatchers & Cosplaying a bookseller
I'm back! I took a few days off of doing internet thingsss so I took a break from writing this series of posts but I'm back and continuing with episode 3 in its entirety!
For reference & context, I recommend reading these posts:
Whose POV is it Anyway? - Introduction
Lens Filters
Shall we get cracking?
Episode 3 gifts us the arrival of Muriel! Sweet adorable Muriel! We see them arrive to the bookshop, with the Bronze Glimmer Glass filter in full effect. Aziraphale is the only one there so it makes sense we'll have Aziraphale's POV to start. Cupperteas ensue, and Crowley arrives to be grumpy but fully accepting that Aziraphale is taking their car, I mean, he's already brought the plants inside. His sideburns are long here as well.
When the duo head into the backroom to discuss what's going on, the filter changes, the lighting is much cooler toned, and we're now looking through the Black Diffusion FX filter in Crowley's POV. Crowley's sideburns are also short now, and if my theory that POV is also correlating with his hair length, it's standing here.
As Aziraphale drives off, we see Crowley watch him from the window and sigh, sideburns still short, still his POV.
I'm going to stick to the present day storyline and switch to the bodysnatchers minisode at the end!
The time Aziraphale and Crowley spend apart in this episode is interesting to say the least. If we're trying to look at the lighting and possible lens filters used to determine the narrator or POV for these scenes... I think they're switched!
When we see Aziraphale driving the Bentley, the scene isn't awash with glowy warm lighting which we know isn't reserved just to the bookshop since we've seen it used in the record shop, coffee shop, and in the Job flashback.
It's rather cool toned lighting for a yellow bentley. Aziraphale's whole trip to Edinburgh is cool toned. The time he spends in The Resurrectionist, the graveyard, everything. I would have expected Aziraphale's magical little newspaperman cosplaying extravaganza to be dripping in his golden glow through the gorgeous Edinburgh when I started thinking about the scenes and these lense filters and these metas.
But then you look at the opposite, Crowley alone in the bookshop with Jim. Something he would hate right? Sounds like worst case scenario for him. He loves the bookshop but he's there alone with Gabriel who tried to kill the person he loves more than anything and didn't have an ounce of compassion, while Aziraphale has taken himself and his car very far away.
But what is Crowley's experience like? He and Gabriel are chummy as ever, they talk about rainstorms, vavooming, gravity. Crowley dresses down and is wearing sleeve garters? A bit old fashioned for Crowley but not for Aziraphale no? He's playing bookseller, carrying books around, albeit not quite correctly, chucking them at the end. Every scene is drenched in warm golden haze and Crowley's sideburns are long the entire time.
They aren't together, but they've always probably got one thing on their mind...
I think we're seeing these scenes through each other's eyes, or the POV is swapped if you will. Maybe that's why Crowley is wearing sleeve garters and cosplaying bookseller and being very kind to Jim? And Aziraphale is being the worlds cutest little investigator to ever exist. I think maybe they're imagining each other, or it just points to the idea that they're apart but still the only thing they're always thinking about.
Okay, cute lovebomb, now let's talk digging up dead bodies!
There isn't a lot to go off of for lighting in this minisode, but there is one detail I wanted to point out that has to do with Crowley's hair length. In all locations BUT the crypt his mutton chops are longer. When they enter the crypt both times, they are shorter.
You can see they are a distinct "J" shape in most scenes but in the crypt scenes (for example when he drinks laudanum and busts through the roof) they have been trimmed back). So if I'm going just on hair length, all scenes except the crypt are Aziraphale's POV.
If you can look past my terrible image quality, you can see on the right image his chops are notched where on the left they're doing the opposite.
Okay, that's all for Episode 3, we'll tackle 1941 and the little bit of present day that takes place in episode 4! <3
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Happy Birthday to the GOAT, to my fave, to the one who took two of my favorite characters and put them on the big screen in a way that completely melted my brain, ruined my life, introduced me to fandom and fan fiction and who is STILL the definition of Academy Award Winning ICONIC
♥️
🥰
✨✨✨
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Victor identifies Eli — from behind — based on how wide Eli’s shoulders are. Eli looks for Victor at the bar, hoping to see his smile. Totally normal behavior between two hetero men.
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Enough with Enemies-to-Lovers and Lovers-to-Enemies, when Enemies-and-Lovers will always have, by far, the more interesting dynamic.
Imagine the terrible intimacy of locking eyes with the only person you ever really considered your equal, your best friend, your lover, your greatest enemy, seeing in their eyes that they’d just as soon kill you as kiss you, seeing that in their eyes and knowing it’s a reflection of what’s in your own.
Wanting every sweet word and needing every wound, because who can love what they do not hate, and who can hate what they do not love?
Opposing forces that must — that will — destroy each other, but love each other even whilst doing so.
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