My hour for tea is half-past five, and my buttered toast waits for nobody.

Been having a bit of discussion lately, kicked off by this blog musing on Neal's sexuality, or complete lack thereof, as evidenced by a decided lack of chemistry or interest with any guest star thus far.

I've got to say, up front, I watch White Collar with the slash goggles on at all times, so I'm wildly biased. I'm also churning out badly written fan fic for my own amusement, so I'm doubly biased towards a certain reading of the text. And it's hard to discuss Neal's attraction, or complete lack thereof, to any of the guest girlies without mentioning the young actor involved, and, to be fair, Mr Bomer was The Sex on Chuck (Oh, Bryce!), but on White Collar, he's really been banging out the 'so not interested' vibes week after a week re the chick of the aforementioned week, and it's really, really noticeable. As my friend says, the writing and casting of guest stars on series can be, and usually is, dire, nevertheless, there is a complete lack of sparkage. And I'm not talking about Neal being a gentleman, I'm sure he is, I'm just talking about the lack of anything with the folks, mainly women, the script throws his way, that he's supposed to show some non professional plot complicating interest in. Keeping it strictly business, means to and end, makes him seem a touch remote, and more than a bit fastidious.
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Hey there. Here I am, being annoying again. Anyhoo, I'm still struggling through Casino Royale on the bus (I'm either standing, dozing off of racking off early and having the sun right in my eyes the whole trip home), but Bond was being fussy over his dinner again and he described himself as "pernickity" and "old-maidish", two words I was thinking I'd never associate with Neal Caffrey, and then I thought of that sustained prissy hissy he had while Peter was su cassa-ing and yep and yep. Spot on. Heh.

I wonder if we'll ever see Neal line up his pens like Sam Tyler used to. sigh. i miss Life on Mars.
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