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[graculus]

For my sins, last night I watched the double-length season finale episode(s) of Robin Hood (I can't help thinking of it as 'Robin Hoodie') and boy was it a pile of steaming kack! I mean, even more so than the rest of the season, which has only been enlivened by all the innuendo directed at Gisbourne's leather-clad arse and his 'boy' Alan's poor impressions of his top boss.

I whimpered when they all played the let's-all-tell-the-truth business - it was like every bad fanfic where 'Truth or Dare' gets pulled in as an excuse to have the characters talk about Their Feelings. And then there was the obligatory wedding. Meh. In fact the whole episode was like one long bad fanfic. However, I admit I cheered when Marian died. A lot.

Bah, and indeed humbug! :P



Also, why on earth would anyone think we need yet another version of Sense and Sensibility?

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[steverogerson.livejournal.com]

I loved the ease in which they seemed to travel from England to the Holy Land. I didn't know they had budget airlines in those days.

[cycnus39]

Marian died? OH NOES!! I missed it ;-)

[innocent-lex.livejournal.com]

Marian died again? Didn't she die at the end of the first series too?

I've not been at all tempted to watch any of this series of Robin Hood, mostly because the first series was utter shite. Still, if it entertains the kids I guess that's all it was meant to do.

Nobody thinks we need another version of Sense and Sensibility, particularly nobody who doesn't have some bubbling desire to out-pen both Jane Austen and Emma Thompson. I don't get it.

[moth2fic.livejournal.com]

See, my theory is that they had this huge party where somebody important got drunk and offered leading roles in Jane Austen to an entire generation of actors. Nobody has yet dared tell him/her but the agents are demanding that TPTB honour the promises and of course there are only six books so...

Radio Times asked people to write in suggesting other authors they'd like to see dramatised and my favourite letter was from someone who suggested that just maybe they could leave our favourite novels alone and produce a bit more - like - drama. You know? Shakespeare? Shaw? Sheridan? And pointed out that the scripts were already written!