don't go see this one, folks
Sep. 25th, 2003 04:43 pm366 words, just about as short as I've ever done. You'd think a movie challenge would make for cheery, fun stuff, right? Not this one. With a nod to BDtH and a certain cop buddy film I was watching the other night and thinking cynical thoughts about.
There's a movie playing Ray's head when he closes his eyes.
It loops and plays again, no matter how he tries to make it stop.
In the movie there are two guys, two good guys, who fight crime on the streets of the big city. One guy's big and handsome and smart. He wears a red uniform like he's some sort of super hero. The other guy is the comic relief. He's a skinny, blond slob. He lets the guy in red drag him into the craziest situations, but between them they always figure a way out.
It's a buddy film, so there are lots of laughs.
Ray isn't laughing.
Not while the ending of his own personal movie plays out in color and full Dolby stereo surround sound.
Red and Blondie are chasing another bad guy. He runs into a revival theater and they follow him in, right down the aisle between the seats. It's a matinee and the place is almost empty. The bad guy is backed against the screen so the colors of the film are washing over him too. He's got a gun in his hand.
Red stands up and comes right at the bad guy, telling him to put down his gun and surrender. On the screen behind the bad guy, it's night and raining. A car careens around a corner and a gun is fired from it at a guy standing in the rain, hitting him in the chest and sending him through a plate glass window in a spray of glass.
Their bad guy is going to do the same thing to Red, minus the glass window. Blondie knows it too, so he moves. He throws himself right in front of Red just as the bad guy fires. He's knocked right back into Red and they both fall down. Blondie fires too though and their bad guy falls down as well.
On the screen, the shot guy's partner in tearing his shirt open, yelling and patting his cheek, and they're both laughing because he was wearing a vest.
In Ray's movie, Blondie wasn't wearing a vest.
Then everything fades to red.
"Ray, Ray, Ray . . . RAY!"
The End.
(You'd think I'd do this sort of thing to characters I didn't like.)
There's a movie playing Ray's head when he closes his eyes.
It loops and plays again, no matter how he tries to make it stop.
In the movie there are two guys, two good guys, who fight crime on the streets of the big city. One guy's big and handsome and smart. He wears a red uniform like he's some sort of super hero. The other guy is the comic relief. He's a skinny, blond slob. He lets the guy in red drag him into the craziest situations, but between them they always figure a way out.
It's a buddy film, so there are lots of laughs.
Ray isn't laughing.
Not while the ending of his own personal movie plays out in color and full Dolby stereo surround sound.
Red and Blondie are chasing another bad guy. He runs into a revival theater and they follow him in, right down the aisle between the seats. It's a matinee and the place is almost empty. The bad guy is backed against the screen so the colors of the film are washing over him too. He's got a gun in his hand.
Red stands up and comes right at the bad guy, telling him to put down his gun and surrender. On the screen behind the bad guy, it's night and raining. A car careens around a corner and a gun is fired from it at a guy standing in the rain, hitting him in the chest and sending him through a plate glass window in a spray of glass.
Their bad guy is going to do the same thing to Red, minus the glass window. Blondie knows it too, so he moves. He throws himself right in front of Red just as the bad guy fires. He's knocked right back into Red and they both fall down. Blondie fires too though and their bad guy falls down as well.
On the screen, the shot guy's partner in tearing his shirt open, yelling and patting his cheek, and they're both laughing because he was wearing a vest.
In Ray's movie, Blondie wasn't wearing a vest.
Then everything fades to red.
"Ray, Ray, Ray . . . RAY!"
The End.
(You'd think I'd do this sort of thing to characters I didn't like.)
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Date: 2003-09-26 01:46 am (UTC)They do, don't they?
I was thinking about how odd it was that Ray had that bulletproof vest on when Greta Garbo shot him. That and that Fraser presses his luck an awful lot, which is okay when it's his life on the line, but rather unfair to the Rays. Because either one would try to save him, no matter what.
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Date: 2003-09-26 02:04 am (UTC)I love the way that in both this story and
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Date: 2003-09-26 04:55 am (UTC)And I like the mental movie motif too, which explains why I used it, duh.
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Date: 2003-09-26 01:51 am (UTC)It loops and plays again, no matter how he tries to make it stop.
That's what this who scene's going to be doing in my head tonight. And this is honestly a good thing. ^_^
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Date: 2003-09-26 02:00 am (UTC)I didn't think it was something that would stick with anyone, though, honestly.
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Date: 2003-09-26 04:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-26 04:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-26 10:44 am (UTC)lie to me
Date: 2003-09-26 02:29 pm (UTC)'cause that's what happened, right? right?
Re: lie to me
Date: 2003-09-26 09:25 pm (UTC)Really ticked off.
"Are you happy now, Fraser? Well? You finally got me shot. I knew it was going to happen. Hell, Vecchio left a note in his files that said you'd get me shot."