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Mar. 25th, 2009 11:34 pmDue to my rather inexplicable obsession with Tom Ward (I named my laptop Harry after his character in Silent Witness and then named the replacement, after that one broke, Harry II) I bought a Marketplace copy of The Lost World the other day, on the basis that I really should watch something he's in other than Silent Witness, which sadly often suits my preferred typo of Silent Witless.
So far, apart from a decidedly silly mustache, I'm enjoying him in it very much (mmm, period explorer!outfit) but I'm enjoying more the whole "EXPEDITION TO LOOK FOR DINOSAURS WHEE!"
I knew of the book although not in detail but wasn't really expecting anything other than Tom Ward in pretty period clothes. Yet the whole idea of lectures on dinosaurs in the Natural History Museum (which I recognised gleefully; I love that building, possibly more than I love Cardiff's Millennium Centre which is saying a lot), with someone storming in holding a piece of supposed dinosaur bone and mounting wild expeditions... As much as I love my world of internet and Starbucks and travel to Australia that take a day instead of months? There's still something fascinating about a time and place where people still mount expeditions to look for dinosaurs. It's the same reason that the Lost Land of the Jaguar series on the BBC a few months back still niggles at me because they found mysterious feline footprints on top of an inaccesible plateau and then, after not managing to find any other signs before their three days ran out, they just left. It still irritates me because new insects and bats and fish are all very well but a cat that's been isolated in some remote jungle, further isolated on a massive tepui... now that's something I could really get excited about. Fill the world with cats! It'd be a better place.
In a vaguely amusing example of coincidence Wikipediaing for Lost Land of the Jaguar links brought me to the tepuis which in turn brought me to Mount Roraima, the tepui that inspired... yes, The Lost World.
On that circular note of glee, I'll return to Tom Ward prancing about in a silly mustache and explorer clothes. Mmmm.
So far, apart from a decidedly silly mustache, I'm enjoying him in it very much (mmm, period explorer!outfit) but I'm enjoying more the whole "EXPEDITION TO LOOK FOR DINOSAURS WHEE!"
I knew of the book although not in detail but wasn't really expecting anything other than Tom Ward in pretty period clothes. Yet the whole idea of lectures on dinosaurs in the Natural History Museum (which I recognised gleefully; I love that building, possibly more than I love Cardiff's Millennium Centre which is saying a lot), with someone storming in holding a piece of supposed dinosaur bone and mounting wild expeditions... As much as I love my world of internet and Starbucks and travel to Australia that take a day instead of months? There's still something fascinating about a time and place where people still mount expeditions to look for dinosaurs. It's the same reason that the Lost Land of the Jaguar series on the BBC a few months back still niggles at me because they found mysterious feline footprints on top of an inaccesible plateau and then, after not managing to find any other signs before their three days ran out, they just left. It still irritates me because new insects and bats and fish are all very well but a cat that's been isolated in some remote jungle, further isolated on a massive tepui... now that's something I could really get excited about. Fill the world with cats! It'd be a better place.
In a vaguely amusing example of coincidence Wikipediaing for Lost Land of the Jaguar links brought me to the tepuis which in turn brought me to Mount Roraima, the tepui that inspired... yes, The Lost World.
On that circular note of glee, I'll return to Tom Ward prancing about in a silly mustache and explorer clothes. Mmmm.