Remix Recs

Oct. 17th, 2009 01:50 am
x_losfic: (Eight)
If I could beg your attention for a moment?

While I was impressed by the general quality of the [livejournal.com profile] best_enemies remixes, two in particular seemed to me superlatively fantastic.

I was lucky enough to draw [livejournal.com profile] aralias as my source material and [personal profile] bagheera_san as a remixer. While I'm shamefully late on my remix of [livejournal.com profile] aralias 's Wonderwall, her own offering, 500 Bottles of Beer (The 'Really Growing On Me' Remix), was not only in early, but a pleasure to beta and an excellent read. I often find it difficult to leave a good comment on her work--I've usually beta'd it, and after I've progressed to the point arguing with the three-time Miss Congeniality in 'England's Most Stubborn Woman' contest for a solid hour about whether to describe a cup of lemonade's impact on a table as a 'dump' or a 'plop,' I feel I've said nearly everything I have to say about her fic. But that's not fair, it it? As Fatboy Slim preaches, "I have to praise you like I should."

Eight/Delgado!Master is a rare-pair I'm predisposed to adore. As always, her prose has the strength, coherence, and steady, indefatigable inertia of the Amazon River. The voices are particularly lovely--at first I offered to help with her Delgado!Master, because she'd not written him before, but then I felt like a pompous boob for having done when she presented me with Delgado-logue you could hear him saying in your head. Her Eight is splendid--you can feel how fond she is of the character, how well she knows this incarnation, in her deft, gentle handling of the Doctor at his most bloody-minded and gittish. '500 Bottles' is at turns fun, sexy, provokingly frustrating, wistful and dear. It deserves to be read widely and loved well.

“I suppose you have some sort of evil plan for all of this,” the Doctor said, gesturing at a large blue plant that he recognised as being extremely rare, even on its native Pluto.

“Oh, but surely you already know,” the Master deferred.

“I’m trying to keep up the pretence that I don’t know your future,” the Doctor protested, “you could help. And, while I don’t remember being attacked by ornamental shrubs personally,” he continued, “not ones controlled by you anyway, or poisoned with anything Plutonian in origin, that doesn’t mean nothing of the sort went on in another part of the universe. You didn’t spend all your time annoying me, even while I was on Earth, though I’m sure Alistair would agree that sometimes it felt like it.” He grinned at the Master, but the other man’s expression had darkened.

“…You do have plans for the rest of the universe?” the Doctor said and couldn’t quite keep it from sounding like a question.

“Not currently,” the Master told him, looking away from the blue plant at which he had been glowering to stare at the Doctor.

“I see,” the Doctor said to give himself time to think.

[personal profile] bagheera_san took a different tack and turned an old kink-meme spawn of mine that I thought had roughly the depth of a puddle and the charm of a career in Accounts Payable and turned it into a powerful, evocative story in which creepiness and eroticism blend into indistinguishability like shades in a sunset. I've read and reread Imaginary Worlds (the Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect Remix) for its delicious phrases and rich, imagistic descriptions, but it's equally notable for spanning and interacting with a great deal of canon, for providing a deeply interesting, unsettlingly plausible and deftly presented sort of alternate history. The characterization is strong and nuanced. The adopted conceit the Remix explores operates sucessfully both as a plot anchor and an intriguing character with his own emotional/developmental arc. If the hero of a story is whoever's the most dynamic character, "Imaginary Worlds" offers an unusual contestant. The Fairy Tale super-structure is interwoven throughout and nicely enriches the piece. The ending is a fantastic, glorious train wreck. The story may be one of my favorite things the author's ever done in the fandom.

When he created the construct, he was only a child. He had only just begun to dabble in the psychic arts. But now he has delved deeply into secrets both dangerous and arcane, deeper perhaps than any Time Lord in centuries. In time, he will hone the construct into a piece of art so fine it starts to truly resemble the Doctor. One day it will be perfect, and the Doctor no longer incomparable, and the Master will celebrate that day as a victory.

Read them! Love them! They're worth the click! Look into my eyes. Can't you see they're open wide? Would I lie to you, babies?

Remix Recs

Oct. 17th, 2009 01:50 am
x_losfic: (Eight)
If I could beg your attention for a moment?

While I was impressed by the general quality of the [livejournal.com profile] best_enemies remixes, two in particular seemed to me superlatively fantastic.

I was lucky enough to draw [livejournal.com profile] aralias as my source material and [personal profile] bagheera_san as a remixer. While I'm shamefully late on my remix of [livejournal.com profile] aralias 's Wonderwall, her own offering, 500 Bottles of Beer (The 'Really Growing On Me' Remix), was not only in early, but a pleasure to beta and an excellent read. I often find it difficult to leave a good comment on her work--I've usually beta'd it, and after I've progressed to the point arguing with the three-time Miss Congeniality in 'England's Most Stubborn Woman' contest for a solid hour about whether to describe a cup of lemonade's impact on a table as a 'dump' or a 'plop,' I feel I've said nearly everything I have to say about her fic. But that's not fair, it it? As Fatboy Slim preaches, "I have to praise you like I should."

Eight/Delgado!Master is a rare-pair I'm predisposed to adore. As always, her prose has the strength, coherence, and steady, indefatigable inertia of the Amazon River. The voices are particularly lovely--at first I offered to help with her Delgado!Master, because she'd not written him before, but then I felt like a pompous boob for having done when she presented me with Delgado-logue you could hear him saying in your head. Her Eight is splendid--you can feel how fond she is of the character, how well she knows this incarnation, in her deft, gentle handling of the Doctor at his most bloody-minded and gittish. '500 Bottles' is at turns fun, sexy, provokingly frustrating, wistful and dear. It deserves to be read widely and loved well.

“I suppose you have some sort of evil plan for all of this,” the Doctor said, gesturing at a large blue plant that he recognised as being extremely rare, even on its native Pluto.

“Oh, but surely you already know,” the Master deferred.

“I’m trying to keep up the pretence that I don’t know your future,” the Doctor protested, “you could help. And, while I don’t remember being attacked by ornamental shrubs personally,” he continued, “not ones controlled by you anyway, or poisoned with anything Plutonian in origin, that doesn’t mean nothing of the sort went on in another part of the universe. You didn’t spend all your time annoying me, even while I was on Earth, though I’m sure Alistair would agree that sometimes it felt like it.” He grinned at the Master, but the other man’s expression had darkened.

“…You do have plans for the rest of the universe?” the Doctor said and couldn’t quite keep it from sounding like a question.

“Not currently,” the Master told him, looking away from the blue plant at which he had been glowering to stare at the Doctor.

“I see,” the Doctor said to give himself time to think.

[personal profile] bagheera_san took a different tack and turned an old kink-meme spawn of mine that I thought had roughly the depth of a puddle and the charm of a career in Accounts Payable and turned it into a powerful, evocative story in which creepiness and eroticism blend into indistinguishability like shades in a sunset. I've read and reread Imaginary Worlds (the Here I Dreamt I Was An Architect Remix) for its delicious phrases and rich, imagistic descriptions, but it's equally notable for spanning and interacting with a great deal of canon, for providing a deeply interesting, unsettlingly plausible and deftly presented sort of alternate history. The characterization is strong and nuanced. The adopted conceit the Remix explores operates sucessfully both as a plot anchor and an intriguing character with his own emotional/developmental arc. If the hero of a story is whoever's the most dynamic character, "Imaginary Worlds" offers an unusual contestant. The Fairy Tale super-structure is interwoven throughout and nicely enriches the piece. The ending is a fantastic, glorious train wreck. The story may be one of my favorite things the author's ever done in the fandom.

When he created the construct, he was only a child. He had only just begun to dabble in the psychic arts. But now he has delved deeply into secrets both dangerous and arcane, deeper perhaps than any Time Lord in centuries. In time, he will hone the construct into a piece of art so fine it starts to truly resemble the Doctor. One day it will be perfect, and the Doctor no longer incomparable, and the Master will celebrate that day as a victory.

Read them! Love them! They're worth the click! Look into my eyes. Can't you see they're open wide? Would I lie to you, babies?

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