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sophia_sol) wrote2011-06-11 11:52 am
sophia_sol) wrote2011-06-11 11:52 am
Eagle eagle eagle
Just watched The Eagle today, finally! It was...well, I enjoyed it! Not exactly a good movie, but fun. Marcus was surprisingly endearing in his straightforward earnestness. Esca was lovely. But there were so many things wrong with this movie, I can't even. Not least of which is, MY GOD that was the worst-planned quest ever. And in the book they were actually clever about how they did things, both the searching and the stealing! Which meant that in adapting the book to make a movie, they made deliberate choices to make the characters look less clever? IDEK.
Other random thoughts:
They killed the kid! NOOOOO! *sadface forever*
"So what now?" "You decide." ALKDHJSLDKJF. Not the happy gay farmers ending, but I LOVE IT ANYWAYS. And then Esca's smile. :D
Oh my god, if I had any interest whatsoever in writing a humiliation kink I'd be changing my chosen bingo line SO FAST. Marcus + humiliation would work so well. Just for the record.
And now, have a random stupid little ficlet.
THIS IS NOT THE EAGLE FIC I MEANT TO WRITE.
Freedom
Esca rather liked it among the Seal People. It wasn't home; nothing could be home. Rome had destroyed any chance he had at feeling at home again. But it was...familiar, in enough ways. He'd had dealings with the Seal People before, and knew their customs, which were, after all, not too different from his own.
Rome was foreign, and anything else was comfortable by comparison.
He hadn't intended for things to go this way. He was going to lead Marcus on a merry chase all over the north until he finally got tired of his bullheaded quest.
But then they were surrounded by the Seal People, and he had to improvise. It had worked out rather well, all things considered.
So here they were: Esca, accepted among them, able to be a real person again after so long under the heel of Rome; and Marcus, nothing but a bad-tempered slave.
His honour bound him to Marcus, he knew, and he could not change that. But it was good to act, at least for a little while, as his own man. And so when Marcus looked betrayed, when Marcus glared at him with suspicion, when Marcus was filled with deadly anger, Esca -- Esca said nothing.
If he truly wanted to, he could have found the time to have a private conversation with Marcus, and tell him that this wasn't a betrayal but an act. He could even have told Marcus in public, because as long as his tone was properly harsh and superior the Seal People would have no idea what he was telling his slave.
But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
These days were for himself, an unlooked-for final time to be Brigantes before returning himself to Marcus and to Rome -- and he could pretend, he could almost pretend that he meant to stay.
Other random thoughts:
They killed the kid! NOOOOO! *sadface forever*
"So what now?" "You decide." ALKDHJSLDKJF. Not the happy gay farmers ending, but I LOVE IT ANYWAYS. And then Esca's smile. :D
Oh my god, if I had any interest whatsoever in writing a humiliation kink I'd be changing my chosen bingo line SO FAST. Marcus + humiliation would work so well. Just for the record.
And now, have a random stupid little ficlet.
THIS IS NOT THE EAGLE FIC I MEANT TO WRITE.
Freedom
Esca rather liked it among the Seal People. It wasn't home; nothing could be home. Rome had destroyed any chance he had at feeling at home again. But it was...familiar, in enough ways. He'd had dealings with the Seal People before, and knew their customs, which were, after all, not too different from his own.
Rome was foreign, and anything else was comfortable by comparison.
He hadn't intended for things to go this way. He was going to lead Marcus on a merry chase all over the north until he finally got tired of his bullheaded quest.
But then they were surrounded by the Seal People, and he had to improvise. It had worked out rather well, all things considered.
So here they were: Esca, accepted among them, able to be a real person again after so long under the heel of Rome; and Marcus, nothing but a bad-tempered slave.
His honour bound him to Marcus, he knew, and he could not change that. But it was good to act, at least for a little while, as his own man. And so when Marcus looked betrayed, when Marcus glared at him with suspicion, when Marcus was filled with deadly anger, Esca -- Esca said nothing.
If he truly wanted to, he could have found the time to have a private conversation with Marcus, and tell him that this wasn't a betrayal but an act. He could even have told Marcus in public, because as long as his tone was properly harsh and superior the Seal People would have no idea what he was telling his slave.
But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
These days were for himself, an unlooked-for final time to be Brigantes before returning himself to Marcus and to Rome -- and he could pretend, he could almost pretend that he meant to stay.