A very happy Gauda Prime Day to you all! Twenty-eight years since my girlish dreams were blasted to smithereens, and yet the moment is still so fresh. Happy days!
Ah yes. Eyes wide, hand over mouth because the condenser mike ... oh no, iirc, my brother had actually set up a decent mike on a stand for this last episode and so I was waving furiously at everyone to say *nothing* because it was still recording and I didn't want chatter over the last episode. And then rushing to the phone to phone my best friend as soon as the credits finished and disect the last scene in minute detail as to the significance of the screen blanking *before* the last shot is fired.
Bloody hell, my heart's thumping now just thinking about it! :)
*snigger* relatives are good value. I once had my mum storm in while I was recording a TOS episode because my dad had hushed her because he was trying to listen to the radio (4). And she had a good old rant about it and I just didn't dare say a word. Not that the radio/cassette perched on the Shorter OED in front of the TV might not have been a clue ... Then she spent the rest of the episode in a squeaky rocking chair. :-/
Sigh. Still can't bring myself to throw out the audio collection.
Indeed, the absence of Servalan was a major storytelling error. For months afterwards I went around muttering to anyone who would listen: 'Servalan wasn't there, they've got to get them out of it somehow. If it had been real Servalan would have been there to gloat.'
I didn't know about fandom or fanfic and had no insight into the decision from on high to end the series. I just couldn't believe it... And then when time passed and I believed it I couldn't believe it had been done so sloppily. Why not just have the big Monty Python foot come down on them all? It would have made as much sense.
No logic, no resolution, no redemption. no taking Servalan down with them... Gah! I'm still angry!
It actually felt as though the whole thing had been written with a different ending in mind and 7/8ths of it had been filmed when the phone rang and someone said to the director: I'm sorry but you have to kill them all off... right now. We're not going to a fifth series. So the director walked back into the studio and said: Right, lads, this is what we're gong to do...
I don't think we make much sense anyway! ;-D But this is a celebration of the date on which the last episode of Blake's 7 was aired (21st December 1981). The rather shocking denouement takes place on the planet Gauda Prime - hence Gauda Prime Day!
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- but seldom happily...
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Bloody hell, my heart's thumping now just thinking about it! :)
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Dr: This isn't Gallifrey
BF's Mother: Looks more like England to me!
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I have never been able to look at Patrick Stewart seriously since I heard the utterance 'OMG he's got hairy nipples!' screamed by mum on the tape ;-)
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Sigh. Still can't bring myself to throw out the audio collection.
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I didn't know about fandom or fanfic and had no insight into the decision from on high to end the series. I just couldn't believe it... And then when time passed and I believed it I couldn't believe it had been done so sloppily. Why not just have the big Monty Python foot come down on them all? It would have made as much sense.
No logic, no resolution, no redemption. no taking Servalan down with them... Gah! I'm still angry!
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Is that man in the white coat who attacks Tarrant Deva's (or Diva's) hairdresser?
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Too bad I didn't have British cyberfriends twenty-one years ago, who'd send me DVDs, so that I could understand their conversations.
But since I didn't even speak English twenty-one years ago, I think that explains a lot...
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