Why a whelk...

Peggy licking her lips at Skinny Steve will never cease to fill me with glee. THEIR LOVE. Did not require massive pecs, though she did, admittedly, consider them a bonus.



ANYWAY, yeah, so, Peggy. Steve did not introduce Peggy to anyone other than the 6 Howling Commandos. However many people were involved in Steve's traipse around Europe taking down Hydra, those 6 guys were the only ones that Steve specifically handpicked for the job, and Steve and Peggy's pre-freeze history isn't really all that extensive. I think it's therefore a given that when Peggy says she met her husband through Steve, we are being told that Peggy married one of the Howling Commandos. Which is Gabe.

Yeah, see canonically Peggy ends up with Gabe, albeit after a weirdly dickish move whereby Cap dumps her for Sharon. To me, comics aside, Gabe seems like the obvious choice anyway, as an apparently very well educated black man in the pre war era, he's certainly got the plucky, tenacious underdog thing going for him that Peggy obviously digs in a guy. And let's face it, she's hardly gonna marry Dum Dum, is she?

Yeah, so they're an interracial couple, which would fit totally with the movie Peggy that we know who doesn't really give a flying fuck what anyone thinks about anything. I reckon the Gabe thing is therefore more or less inevitable. And hawt.

Speaking of interracial couples, it seems unlikely to me that Gabe would be Triplett's grandfather, which seems to be the default assumption because: black. It's the assumption I also naturally made for the same reason and because Trip is awesome and Gabe, in my mind, is the best of all of them (he spoke languages, that's my entire reasoning really, I like an educated man) and to a certain extent the only HC I am interested in apart from maybe Dum Dum because Dum Dum is also awesome. I don't think the movies are going to go with the immense amount of partner-hopping that happens in the comics, and therefore the Gabe/Peggy thing would probably be permanent, and imply that Peggy is Trip's grandmother, which she isn't. I think it's more likely that Jacques is Trip's grandfather, hence Trip's strangely French name, Antoine.

In short: Gabe Jones and Howard Stark will be in Agent Carter, making it the most awesome show on television.

Speaking of partner-hopping: The kids were watching The Next Avengers dvd, the Next Avengers being a kiddie team of Avenger-related children, led by the son of Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff, whose name is (yeah, come on, what else would Steve's kid be called) James Rogers. Now I thought there was no paperwork to back that ship up, especially given Natasha's extremely long (not just by comic book standards) relationship with Bucky, but apparently I was wrong on that one. You live and learn.

Why has taken me this long to discover these adorable photos of this perfect trifecta of Marvel dorks? Ah, yes, I don't frequent tumblr enough, that's why.

I'm still not sure how I feel about the Amazing Spiderman series, apart from being really happy it doesn't involve Tobey Maguire and the utterly unwatchable Kirsten Dunst. But I do sort of love Andrew Garfield, and even more so, Andrew Garfield's hair. So I'll probably jump in there again when TASM2 comes out on dvd.







Oh, you guys. STOP IT.

It is done.



No, I didn't take a break from it, it's just taken that many coats of paint. About 11. And yes, still handpainted, baby, freehand all the way. No cheatin'.

Btw, I will from now on be illustrating every thought in my head with gifs because I like gifs. Gifs are good.

Cap news...



In Cap news, I read the first part of Civil War and was thoroughly depressed by it. HOWEVER, if they do decide to go this route with the inevitable death of SteveCap in the MCU, at least I have an entire movie to look forward to of Cap getting HIS ARSE KICKED and suffering righteously. Somehow, I don't find that thought hugely unappealing. Am currently looking for the next installment, but have Brubakers's Winter Soldier to distract me until I find it. (Ah, yes, I only read comics on paper, I spend enough fucking time staring at screens, I just can't do it, I'm afraid.)

In other news, I watched Puncture.



Gah, Mike Weiss, what a strangely likeable, morally ambiguous, drugged up asshole you apparently were.



Okay, I kind of understand the point a lot of people make about Evans hijacking this movie a little, but in fairness, I don't really think the film ever purports to be anything other than a movie about Mike Weiss. It's not really about the case or the nurse or Paul or Dancort and I don't think it pretends to be. At the end of the day it's about this guy and why he did this. Did he just have a need for drama and attention? Did he crave winning and being right above all else? Or was he genuinely trying to change the world for the better? Come the end of it, you really, really want to believe it's the last thing and kudos to Chris for giving the guy enough likeability to allow us to see him as the hero, in spite of everything.



Also, everything Mike wore was hilarious. Just saying.

Most films portray heroin addiction as going hand in hand with either mental illness, extreme, murderous violence or rat and dead baby infested hellholes. Mike Weiss was good, if not brilliant, at his job, but occasionally late for things and forgot to pay the insurance that one time. Most courtroom dramas are full of desk pounding and cross examinations and YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH. This case involved meeting after meeting, endless requests for paperwork and tedious legwork in a crappy car. Nothing in this movie was played up for the sake of drama, apart from, maybe, this:



But, come on, that was worth it just for the reveal that he's got an unexpected wife. And even given that part, the Painful Divorce is just... another thing that happens in the life of Mike Weiss. Despite the weighty subject matter, the film just sort of ambles along from scene to scene, from event to event, and there was something very real about it as a result. Not omgdramatic, but still engaging and gripping. And dammit, yes, you can't help but like the guy and feel a profound sense of shock when the inevitable happens just at the moment when you were maybe starting to love him a little.




In summary then, on the Chris Evans scale:
Beard: yup
Shirtlessness: check
Watchable: totally
Essential: I'm going to say yes

Sadly, no gratuitous shots of Chris Evans Putting Food Into His Mouth, but you can't have everything.

I've been frequenting the internets slightly more lately than in recent years, and I have come to the conclusion that it will only be another five to seven years before ALL INTERNET COMMUNICATION shall be undertaken entirely through the medium of the animated gif. And when that day comes, the gifmakers shall rule the world.

This gifmaker ALREADY rules MY world, but that is entirely beside the point:



Addendum to the above prediction: at least ten percent of all the animated gifs that will exist when that magical time shall come to pass will feature Chris Evans in some way, shape or form. I will not be complaining about this.

Random.

THEY JUST DON'T MAKE SCI-FI LIKE THEY USED TO. Except when Danny Boyle totally does. Yeah... so I watched Sunshine again, and did indeed come to the conclusion that it is the most underrated and one of the very best sci-fi films of the past decade, or perhaps even longer. Yeah, even with the ending.

I forget sometimes that sci-fi wasn't always all camp Starship Troopers or aged action heroes punching meteors in the face. Sometimes it was clever and philosophical and character driven and made you think. And beautiful as fuck. Sunshine is all of those things, trust me.

HERE COMES THE SUN



( I TALK ABOUT SUNSHINE A LOT (yes of course there's gratuitous pictures of Chris Evans) )
Am I overthinking Sunshine? Probably, I do have that tendency, but man, I think it's a classic. I think it's a must see sci-fi film for anyone who even vaguely knows sci-fi films.

Also, Chris Evans is in it. Chris Evans is hot.

Things I have learned from Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Illustrated version.

Lesson One: STEVE ROGERS HAS SEXUAL TENSION AND/OR CHEMISTRY WITH THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE AND/OR OBJECTS:

( Sexytaims with Steve Rogers )

So, yes, there's that. And now:

Lesson Two: STEVE ROGERS HAS NO SEXUAL TENSION AND/OR CHEMISTRY WITH:

1)Sharon.

His future canon girlfriend/wife.



Yeah, I don't get it either.

Actually, I kind of do get it, van Camp just has no presence to begin with, is one of the few people in the universe who has no chemistry with Chris Evans, and only has one facial expression which is this one that I like to call "inexplicably smug"

Please, please, don't make this A Thing in Cap 3. It's not going to work out. I'M BEGGING YOU, NO.

I am bingewatching Chris Evans movies, but only those that are worth my time, so not, you know, Not Another Teen Movie and that kind of shit.

SNOWPIERCER IS AWESOME.
Seriously, I love me some dystopia and grubby postapocalyptic Gilliamesque nonsense, so it was kind of inevitable I would love this. Everyone in it is awesome, Evans is gruff and awesome, Swinton is kerazee awesome, Hurt is Hurt, Harris is creepy awesome, the father and daughter are awesome, seriously this is an awesome film. I wanted to watch it again as soon as it was over, just to, like, properly get it. And then maybe watch it again for things I missed. And then maybe write some sort of dissertation about what everything meant. And then just watch it one more time with my brain off and just appreciate the hell out of Chris' beard for two hours. Most people I know will probably hate it.

Oh, Jamie Bell. It saddens me that Chris Evans and Jamie Bell apparently didn't have enough heart to heart chats on set in which Chris could have advised Jamie on the pros and cons of doing a Fantastic Four movie.



Don't do it, Jamie Bell! Seriously, nothing good can ever come out of doing a Fantastic Four movie. They are inevitably awful, but do well, forcing you to do another one, or maybe even two. BE WARNED.

ETA: I have also watched Sunshine, but I need to watch it again, because it took me far too long to realise that I should be watching it as an Evans/Murphy Mace/Capa buddy movie, with Evans being the sensible, down-to-earth one and Murphy slowly going batshit insane. I only realised this at the end, when it dawned on me that Pinbacker might NOT ACTUALLY BE THERE. I think that's my take on it, anyway. I am totally wrong about that, but it's the interpretation that worked for me on first viewing. Also: Evans is golden in it. For reals, I can see why it's his favourite. It made me want to rewatch Event Horizon as well, so there's that. In fact, the amount of films currently on my To Watch list, purely for reasons vaguely to do with Chris Evans is pretty high. First there's Sunshine again, simply because I can't work out if it's the greatest sci-fi film of the past decade or if it's a bit of a letdown what with the ending. That will make me want to watch Moon again because Sam Rockwell (I enjoyed the hell out of Better Living through Chemistry recently as well, by the way, that was a cute flick, and All Hail The King, the MARVEL short, which is the best one shot they've ever done and funny as fuck. Lovely drugs. Enough Sam Rockwell, I digress.) ANYWAY, by that time London will probably have arrived in my postbox (yes, not only am I watching only the most obscure Chris Evans movies, I am actually purchasing them through legal channels, wonders will never cease, but I found a place that has EVERYTHING and sends it to me within 24 hours) and then Snowpiercer. Again. Because it's brilliant.

In conclusion: Beard.

I'D LIKE TO JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO COMMEMORATE AND HONOUR CHRIS EVANS' BEARD AND EVERYTHING IT HAS DONE FOR US BUT MOSTLY FOR ME.



I cried a little when I saw this. Okay, no I cried a lot. YOU WILL BE AVENGED, BEARD.