Dreamer Easy

John Simm sex dream. Hee hee hee hee hee.

Guest starring Philip Glenister, with whom, oddly, I am not having an odd little self-aware romance. However, the two gentlemen, self, and an odd woman whose identity I never did establish are on the run from the law. (Simm, as Master, terrifyingly hypnotises a taxi driver into abandoning his vehicle.) We hole up somewhere thanks to odd woman getting a job, but when mean boss fires her, we are doomed. Terrible noises from boss' office make us think Glenister is spiflocating him. We dash to the rescue, but he is merely stealing hundreds of toy pandas thanks to a chute that's opened in the roof, etc. etc. etc. as George Orwell might say.

Philip Glenister for Free Tibet

shinyjenni's picspam review of The Invasion of Time. Andred does indeed have a notable nose.

For some reason, I keep imagining Jeremy Clarkson in his underpants. Methinks the lady doth protest too much.

Muppets (warning: nudity)

Star Trek IV bloopers

Seeing I at the online Disco Guide.

( SPOILERS for the Doctor Who finale )

Philip Glenister interview. "I get a lot of letters inviting me to nip round and take down their particulars when their husbands are at work. That's very flattering, but I think it is Gene Hunt they find attractive, not me." (I left a comment disputing this, but alas, none have appeared at the site. :-) And a review speculating on Gene's appeal.

The 6 Cutest Animals That Can Still Destroy You. Where you wondering why, to the Ancient Egyptians, the hippo was a symbol of chaos and evil? Now you know.

OK, serious stuff now. Did you know? Australian's first Muslims were the thousands of cameleers who were crucial to the country's development. The famous train The Ghan is named for them.

Meanwhile in present-day Australia, the government will help fund security for schools vulnerable to racist attacks, such as Jewish and Muslim schools.

The apology to the Stolen Generations is a huge step forward, but only a first step in repairing the damage done to Indigenous Australians. The guvmint plans regular nurse visits for Indigenous children. However, so far they've only committed about an eighth of the funds needed to fully solve the Aboriginal health crisis; plus, no federal compensation scheme for the Stolen Generations, although Tasmania has not only done the right thing, but saved itself a fortune, by setting one up.

Gene Hunt will be wearing snakeskin cowboy boots in Ashes to Ashes. That is all.

If that was it for Mr Glenister, I am so not sitting through the rest of Kingdom of Heaven. Somebody help me out here.

Now this Gene Hunt thing is not, thank heavens, one of those soul-devouring manic obsessions to which I am prone, the ones where I think I'm in love with God. It's merely lust. Much less exhausting.

I first encountered Mr Glenister in Hornblower, wherein I did note his extraordinary eyes, although I was a little distracted at the time by Mr McGann. As for DCI Hunt, I fell in love with the character the moment I saw that hysterical driving-down-the-alley-backwards scene, but didn't realise this had evolved into a flange until I realised I'd become strangely obsessed with Gene's gloves.

Mr Glenister is certainly handsome enough (and does have those eyes), but he's far from my normal type. What is it about the character that appeals? Presumably it's Gene's combination of hilarously unreconstructed masculinity, contrasting with his intelligence and sharp sense of humour. Definitely the sense of humour. He makes me fall off the sofa laughing.

Hilariously, our rent-DVDs-by-mail thing just coughed up the first episodes of The Sweeney. ETA: Even better, the Commissioner misses the good old days of the 1950s, when policemen were rugged individualists unconstrained by soft new-fangled ideas.

( Ye smalle picspamme of ye pre-LOM roles )

I would Gene Hunt. That is all.