Suddenly it is a fiercely expressionist work with Mahlerian sweeping strings and love duets and dying falls and I can't believe I ever thought it was difficult. Now all I have to worry about is the intense misogyny of much of it, and the uneasy awareness on my part that the vocally brilliant Schafer (just as good in Mozart and Richard Strauss) is on the one hand very cute and on the other hand almost, save cuteness, a spitting image of Laura Beale in 'East Enders'.
So anyway Amazon are paying me to watch opera again after a hiatus of some months, and it looks as if I may have a new gig reviewing records, of which more anon.
I had a strange dream last night in which I had a long conversation with Charisma Carpenter about the recent 'Angel' spoilers. Dream CC was very cool about the situation, and drinks her coffee with lots of milk in it, I discovered.
As for the recent spoilers I was very pleased to learn that Cordy had been reprieved and was going to be around elsewhere in the Jossverse but not in the show any more because I had assumed she was dead and gone after this episode. And then the new spoilers came out and I was vaguely miffed because I had believed in the reprieve. It is the distinction between the fangirl in me who wants Cordy around to go squee over and the serious critic who wrote this last summer:
' In one interview, Joss Whedon said that her story was essentially over and, if that remains true, it is interestingly one of the few major character arcs in either show to have ended in tragedy or pathos. Cordelia has, after all, gradually evolved out of her selfish immaturity in early seasons of Buffy towards something worryingly close to moral perfection - and her reward is to be tricked into becoming a monster and the mother of a monster, and to be left in a coma, subjected to the vaguely unhealthy kindness of those Lilah hires to care for her and keep her fashionable..... In the end though, Cordelia, who sacrificed herself rather than others and has been used and abused, is a silent rebuke to Jasmine's claims; apparently, in some early drafts, she rose from her coma and struck Jasmine down, but the later version is the better one.'
So farewell Cordy, in the show if not in fanfic. Always my favourite character for reasons that have partly to with a younger drag queen self and partly to do with two close university friends who were very like her and partly to do with the odd relationship between the character's voice on screen and the voice inside my head.
And I will finish 'Five Untrue Things' real soon now. Bits of the last section exist and katemonkey have skweed at them, but I've been moody and stressed. Doubtless having to listen to lots of shiny new CDs will calm me down.
And then there is Hutton, a vast and shameful stitch up in the way it is being used to trash the Beeb. There are issues, but not the ones Hutton picks on - the problem is the Birt organizational changes which by creating an internal market put the onus on journalists to come up with good stories and not on editors to stifle their enthusiasm with boring fact-checking. Gilligan was not essentially wrong, or essentially inventing things, but an editor needed to make him stiffen the factual side of the story more and this did not happen.
The irony is that this has strengthened the hand of the people who want more internal privatization when that is what caused the problem.
I don't even believe Blair is a liar - he is a self-deceiver who does not know what the truth is any more. My guess is that his desire to keep in with the cool kids in the White House and his genuine concern to stop bad people doing bad things came together as a convenient pairing in his head and he cast around for a good legal reason for signing up for the war. Absent a clear international mandate to breach sovereignty to stop oppression, genocide etc., he needed a pretext and WMD were a good one.
Except that, as it happened, they no longer existed and he is hoist by his own petard. (Cliche, but the right cliche.)