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calliope85 that I'd never taken to the writing of Neil Gaiman. Her face suggested to me that this was a questionable lack of taste. On reflection, I realised that my foundations for this statement were rather thin, as I'd based them on my dislike of Neverwhere in its televised form. My awareness of Gaiman was low when Neverwhere was broadcast, and I certainly hadn't read anything by him. I'd learned of his reputation through secondary sources - not just the cult print media but also comics fans I met through DSoc. There had seemed to be something wrong with Neverwhere - I remember watching the first two parts and finding that none of the performances carried conviction for me, nor did the production's realisation of London Below chime with what the concept of the series seemed to demand. The series didn't encourage me to explore more; and in any case I was very busy with lots of other things at the time. Over the years I'd come across Gaiman's name in other contexts, usually accompanied with reverence. His Babylon 5 episode I remember enjoying very much, and a little while after that went out I had a job where I had to write Gaiman's home address on an envelope, and it was impressed upon me that I must never disclose that one address in particular, as lots of people would want it; and I must never take the address away and enter into correspondence with him. So great was Gaiman.
I decided that more familiarity with Gaiman's writing might be useful when it came to seeing Stardust, to which I went with KT and Thirdpersonsperson on Sunday. This was with the intention of finding whether or not I liked his writing after all...
To be continued...!
calliope85 that I'd never taken to the writing of Neil Gaiman. Her face suggested to me that this was a questionable lack of taste. On reflection, I realised that my foundations for this statement were rather thin, as I'd based them on my dislike of Neverwhere in its televised form. My awareness of Gaiman was low when Neverwhere was broadcast, and I certainly hadn't read anything by him. I'd learned of his reputation through secondary sources - not just the cult print media but also comics fans I met through DSoc. There had seemed to be something wrong with Neverwhere - I remember watching the first two parts and finding that none of the performances carried conviction for me, nor did the production's realisation of London Below chime with what the concept of the series seemed to demand. The series didn't encourage me to explore more; and in any case I was very busy with lots of other things at the time. Over the years I'd come across Gaiman's name in other contexts, usually accompanied with reverence. His Babylon 5 episode I remember enjoying very much, and a little while after that went out I had a job where I had to write Gaiman's home address on an envelope, and it was impressed upon me that I must never disclose that one address in particular, as lots of people would want it; and I must never take the address away and enter into correspondence with him. So great was Gaiman.I decided that more familiarity with Gaiman's writing might be useful when it came to seeing Stardust, to which I went with KT and Thirdpersonsperson on Sunday. This was with the intention of finding whether or not I liked his writing after all...
To be continued...!
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