Well, that's sort of the point of the 31st Century lifestyle, isn't it? There's no one partner one's supposed to be with (Jack, as I recall it, found monogamy 'quaint') - there are different people that offer you different things in a relationship, and you can love all of them and enjoy all they have to offer without closing off the possibility of loving anyone else, is the theory, I think. So ... you know, we know Ianto's bi (Lisa, anyone?) - why not throw all four of them in? Maybe a bit of Rhys' well-meaning daffiness and Gwen's general mother-hen instinct will take some of the angst off that boy, while Jack starts learning how to share, godsdamnit. Character development ahoy. (Though it's probably no coincidence that it's the people Jack loves most that survived the end of S2. Hello, soap opera.)
I honestly don't remember very much about "Runaway Bride". I blotted most of it out of my memory in sheer horror, like I did with the bits of "Tooth and Claw" I watched. I'm looking forward to Moffat's takeover on the grounds that I not only won't have to listen to dodgyhoodoo's anguished screams when his lifted hopes are dashed once again, but that I might actually be able to sit through an episode without going, "Fuck this; I'm going to go play stupid online flash games because they will at least be marginally entertaining and not insult my intelligence."
Huge, yes. But huge-but-awful movies always end up with me foaming at the mouth and looking for someone to beat with my plush lobster bludgeon. And no one really wants that. Except people whose sense of humour runs towards the absurd, profane and violent - like Spider Jerusalem in the Wonderful World of Nerf, or something.
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Date: 2008-06-06 01:55 pm (UTC)I honestly don't remember very much about "Runaway Bride". I blotted most of it out of my memory in sheer horror, like I did with the bits of "Tooth and Claw" I watched. I'm looking forward to Moffat's takeover on the grounds that I not only won't have to listen to
Huge, yes. But huge-but-awful movies always end up with me foaming at the mouth and looking for someone to beat with my plush lobster bludgeon. And no one really wants that. Except people whose sense of humour runs towards the absurd, profane and violent - like Spider Jerusalem in the Wonderful World of Nerf, or something.