Oh dear me, she's losing it! And at work, no less!
Seriously, Malory IS crack -- pure. high-grade, crystalline lunacy. Arthur's round table reminds me more of the motley, crazed crew of club kids that ran the coke and e at Disco 2000 at the Limelight, and then proceed to hack up their own (winged) dealer and rat on their king and on each other. I followed reading Malory with the more staid E.B. White when I was younger, and followed THAT with a viewing of Boorman's Excalibur. Explains a lot about how I view the world these days. **rolls eyes with the memory**
Malory!Arthur seems so laconic/catatonic throughout all the drama, that I think he's been hanging out with Tolkien!Gandalf (the crossover hermit) and hitting the pipe weed. And no wonder why Galahad turned out to be the most noble and morally unimpeachable knight when he had that brilliant specimen of conflicted chivalry as an absent father. Oi!
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Seriously, Malory IS crack -- pure. high-grade, crystalline lunacy. Arthur's round table reminds me more of the motley, crazed crew of club kids that ran the coke and e at Disco 2000 at the Limelight, and then proceed to hack up their own (winged) dealer and rat on their king and on each other. I followed reading Malory with the more staid E.B. White when I was younger, and followed THAT with a viewing of Boorman's Excalibur. Explains a lot about how I view the world these days. **rolls eyes with the memory**
Malory!Arthur seems so laconic/catatonic throughout all the drama, that I think he's been hanging out with Tolkien!Gandalf (the crossover hermit) and hitting the pipe weed. And no wonder why Galahad turned out to be the most noble and morally unimpeachable knight when he had that brilliant specimen of conflicted chivalry as an absent father. Oi!