October 4th, 2009

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mr fixit

I must thank a dear friend for recc'ing The Fixer. I ripped through the first four episodes last Sunday evening. My, who knew Mr Buchan was that ripped under the clerical collar in Jane Eyre? Heh. It's kind of a post 70s gritty kitchen sinky Sweeney/Professionals/Dirty Dozen version of Mission Impossible, ain't it? And while a touch right wing (the police state offing citizens it doesn't like without recourse to judicial process) it's kinda dirty fun. And Mercer is a compellingly effed up character. Lenny is scary (sadly brusque Scotsmen don't work for me the way they do my friends, I just had a brusque and annoyed Scotsman growling at me an hour ago on account of my hormonal ditziness impacting on his schedule) and, horrors, I think Callum, the hoodie with a heart of gold, got me when he presented Mercer is burnt offerings for dinner. Awwww. Also enjoyed Ciarán letting his accent off the leash for once :) Yummy! (Been lots of Ciarán lately on cable out my way).
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Brit Boy News


This week mobile phones ring, as do wedding bells, FlashForward debuts (most number of UK actors in a US show?), Mr Owen and Mr Bettany have new films out and Mr McGregor is spotted filming in Glasgow. As always, a heroic effort by sleeper_frost in finding the greater part of these links for your perusal.
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