In preparation for Olympic Knitting, a list of various stretches and exercises that will keep your arms and hands limber for knitting. Many of these also prevent carpal tunnel syndrome. Please feel free to add your own links/exercises.
vickiexz asked: I think I see Rust's detachment the same way I see Will Graham's - a mask for an extraordinary capacity for empathy. Which makes me want to ask - what do you think of the connection that a lot of people have drawn between Hannibal and True Detective? I think while they have similar components (serial killers, gifted profiler etc), they're coming from different directions artistically and thematically.
yeah, on the surface, both Hannibal and True Detective are murder-procedurals centred around a disturbed / disturbing but uncannily gifted investigator pursuing a serial killer. Both are steeped in the dusty god-haunted apocalypticism of Southern gothic, inflected with ritual and hellfire and a rough scriptural lyricism. They’re both two-man dramas. They’re both complex and cinematic and beautiful.
Interesting to note; they’re both frame narratives. True Detective makes artful use of this device: the story is being narrated in the present day, with segments depicting the past that confirm or contradict those accounts. Likewise, S2 of Hannibal will show us the end (‘the present’) and then begin at the beginning, filling in the shadowy middle. the question driving both isn’t “how does this end?” but “how did we get here?” Both are unusual in having a definitive endpoint from the beginning—they don’t have to relentlessly draw out the suspense.
But that’s where the similarities end. As a critique of a particular insular conservative evangelical Bible-belt culture, True Detective is fully committed to its genre: even the nihilist religion-abhorring Cohle can speak like a demented prophet when he needs to. Its misogynistic world forces women to be wives, mistresses, or prostitutes. It keeps its distance from both Cohle and Hart because it’s withholding information about them from us; and because it’s mimicking the hypocritical flesh-leeriness of these communities (unless said flesh is having extramarital sex or being mutilated). The identity of the season’s killer isn’t known to us. It’s more committed to realism, to the tedium and humdrum of day-to-day life; but it also has the audacity to put long ponderous philosophical monologues, a kind of heathen poetry, into the mouth of its lead character. The horror is really an evocative background, not the focus.
Whereas Hannibal is full-fledged horror—it’s unashamedly a genre piece—but also an intelligent deconstruction of horror and procedural dramas. While Will is certainly framed as a kind of secular prophet / sacrificial figure, the show as a whole subverts the Southern gothic genre because, firstly, its heightened quasi-supernatural horror invokes mythologies which aren’t Christian, aren’t even Western; secondly, it has a European elegance and sumptuousness that runs directly counter to its sunscorched sparseness; and thirdly, the mysterious irrationalism of gothic is diluted by the cold steel-and-scalpel rationalism of forensic science. (The only character talking about God & divine punishment is Hannibal Lecter.) it’s also an intensely psychological drama, focused on minds, their power and creativity and strangeness, and how mental short-circuits can have awful consequences. Its theme (cannibalism) drives its aesthetic: it puts bodies at the centre of the piece, so we’re up close with Will as he’s weeping and sweating and seizing; up close with the flesh/food Hannibal prepares; up close with the butchery and the arrayed corpses. It has no such debt to realism, so it’s more conspicuously artful and composed.
If you like one, you may or may not like the other; they’re very different in texture and focus and method. But they’re both outstanding TV fiction seeking an intelligent, literary, genre-savvy audience.
verdigrisvagabond asked: the hooded figures or the vague yet menacing gov't agency
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"Where from, Dubbie?"
"A tiny town on the edge of the Radon Canyon called Night Vale."
"Ah, Middleman rule #674: no Middleman may enter any tiny town on the edge of the Radon Canyon."
"What’s wrong with the tiny towns on the edge of Radon Canyon?" *pause* "…. how many tiny towns are there on the edge of Radon Canyon?”
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