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contours provocations
journal - 2002-0107 - mon 2030 Cold, Work, QAF Cold it is. Not cool. But cold, damp and wet! Yuuuuck! Back at work after being out part of Thursday and all of Friday. I spent all day catching up, or trying to. And, of course, someone was playing with the heating system, so I was cold part of the time. But now I'm home, and I've finished feeding the cats and sundry household chores. And I've gone through the paper. And I've turned up the heat. The season opener for QAF was on last night. Somehow I had in my mind that it would pick up where it left off - with Justin in the emergency room. But it jumped ahead about two months. Justin gets out of the hospital and goes in search of Brian. I still think that Justin may be the only one that understands Brian. Michael breaks up with David and returns. Blake is still missing. I'm guessing that one of the great challenges of any dramatic series is to provide opportunities without repetition. Oddly enough, it seems as though we've come full circle. Everyone is more or less where they were in the first episode. But then is that unusual? Any drama about any set of characters is by its nature atypical. Some gays object to the explicit sexual content of QAF, but my thought is that it is impossible to deny that such characters exist. The objection speaks more to the sexually repression of the culture than it does to gay behaviour. I happen to think about the fact that all of Shakespeare's plays would cause problems for one group or another. If you are Jewish, you might have difficulty with "The Merchant of Venice." Is "Macbeth" a true representation of Scots? "Titus," of Romans? "Hamlet," of Danes? Etc. Last night, Michael goes to the bar in search of Brian. He runs into Ted and Emmett and then goes into the backroom. He finds Brian, who wants to know who told him where he was. "Rosencrantz or Guildenstern?" PAX!
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