hazelk: (ellison)
hazelk ([personal profile] hazelk) wrote2009-04-25 10:16 pm
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New Sarah Connor Chronicles vid

Title: Nobody loves you
Artist: Garbage
Fandom: Terminator and The Sarah Connor Chronicles (all S1&2)
Characters/Pairings: James Ellison and the unholy family
Format: DivX
Size: 48.7 MB

Summary: Follow the yellow brick road

Download here (Right/control click and save target as)

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Lyrics
Watching the days slip by so fast
Knowing our fate has long been cast
Working our fingers to the bone
Cause nobody loves you when you're gone

Coughing up feeling just for you
To find something real to hold on to
But there is a hole inside my heart
Where all of my love comes pouring out.

You know you'll always be my man
But grab yourself sweetness where you can
Cause sooner or later were going to die
Left to the dogs under the sky



Notes

This one grew like Topsy but slowly - I started laying down clips for it in November. The original idea was that Ellison was the Dorothy of his story, the stranger in the strange land. Which I guess makes Weaver the witch although whether a more humanitarian Elphaba or a more homicidal Glinda still isn’t entirely clear. I’m still not sure who John Henry/Cromartie is either. The wizard or maybe one of the monkeys, but he’s definitely part of the trinity. I clipped a whole bunch of clips from The Wizard of Oz for this but didn’t use any of them – it’s all in the colouring. And I finally learnt how to do tracking mattes. By reading the manual. Go me!
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[identity profile] untrue-accounts.livejournal.com 2009-04-26 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
WOW. I will try to be more coherent later. But WOW.

[identity profile] aycheb.livejournal.com 2009-04-27 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! I hope later happens :-)
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[identity profile] untrue-accounts.livejournal.com 2009-04-27 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Noir Ellison, black and white, crisp. Clues put together, the detective. But the slinky femme fatale is not about sex. Surveillance footage, watching watchers watching, Ellison watching Cromartie, Weaver watching Ellison watching Cromartie. The reflections in glass, the images through tanks of water, the images on screen; the picture skipping like stuck tape, the gravestones running like film strips. Future and present and past colliding, merging, running into each other, movies displayed on the monitors and images showing through layers. Heaven's hardware problem spelled out in equations and blood.

Computer logic is predicated on Or, on definites, on black and white, on the individual squares of color that deceive the eye into seeing shades. But Weaver is And and One, liquid, changeable, water, invisible, reflecting back what is around her, showing the reflection of the eye, looking back.

[identity profile] aycheb.livejournal.com 2009-04-28 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
::WOW::