Rather than venturing out into the rain for a movie in the theater on this final day of my three day weekend*, I finally got around to watching my netflix dvd of The Invisible Circus. I admit to having rented this movie pretty much exclusively because it had Christopher Eccleston in it with no other expectations, but I ended up enjoying it a fair amount. At its best moments it managed a lovely dreamlike air, like a flashback near the beginning when the protagonist, Phoebe, aged 12 at that point, comes downstairs at night to find her house full of circus performers invited in by her older sister. I was not a fan of the movie's use of the stupid trope where it's depicted as okay for a character to cheat on a girlfriend/boyfriend whose only fault is that they are not a main character. However, I generally liked the characters despite that, and there were some fun period clothes. The plot is occasionally a bit contrived, but not too badly, and some fine performances help sell it. Plus, pretty travel shots of Europe make me happy.
Most of all, though, it delivered lots of Christopher Eccleston. Mmmmm. Talent and hotness were both in fine form here. He rocks the long hair, and at one point sports a leather jacket that looks vaguely like a poorly fitting version of his Doctor jacket. There were one or two shots that I recognized from Doctor/Rose manips that pop up around the internet, which was kind of distracting. Amusingly, his character is named Wolf. At one point, when Phoebe was looking through his stuff illicitly, a box from the bottom of his drawer contained not just old photos and such but a fobwatch. It was a meaningless bit of set dressing, but it caused considerable flailing from me. I would be utterly unsurprised if there's a crossover fic out there where Wolf turns out to be fobwatched Nine.
*of all the reasons to be grateful for Martin Luther King Jr., the federal holiday is one of the shallowest, but I feel it strongly every year. Also, thanks for the strides towards a just and equal world, MLK!
Most of all, though, it delivered lots of Christopher Eccleston. Mmmmm. Talent and hotness were both in fine form here. He rocks the long hair, and at one point sports a leather jacket that looks vaguely like a poorly fitting version of his Doctor jacket. There were one or two shots that I recognized from Doctor/Rose manips that pop up around the internet, which was kind of distracting. Amusingly, his character is named Wolf. At one point, when Phoebe was looking through his stuff illicitly, a box from the bottom of his drawer contained not just old photos and such but a fobwatch. It was a meaningless bit of set dressing, but it caused considerable flailing from me. I would be utterly unsurprised if there's a crossover fic out there where Wolf turns out to be fobwatched Nine.
*of all the reasons to be grateful for Martin Luther King Jr., the federal holiday is one of the shallowest, but I feel it strongly every year. Also, thanks for the strides towards a just and equal world, MLK!