writing Kingsman fic on a Sunday night

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*cackles madly* I'd forgotten how much it fun it was to be actively writing in a fandom with ridiculous spy organizations, where Lindsey and I can legitimately brainstorm shit like 'attack cheetahs' and 'flirting with your rescuer whilst high on interrogation drugs' and 'our heroes steal part of a moving train' and 'the secret bad-guy base is at Disneyworld'.

Plus, we realized that all of Lindsey's most recent stories featured either detectives or spies or both. With The Man From UNCLE and the next Mission: Impossible movies coming out this summer, I anticipate this trend continuing. :)

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[graycardinal]

Heh. There were several moments when I thought Kingsman actually *was* a Man from UNCLE movie. (Except where it went utterly off the rails in a couple of key ways; good ghod but the body count in that movie was insane.)

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I know, right? *g* I loved all the little shoutouts in the movie -- I mean, the Bond ones were obvious and lampshaded, but the MFU nods like the tailor shop, and the shoe-phone from Get Smart delighted me.

*laughs* I guess I've seen too many Tarantino movies, because the body count didn't really shock me. 'Gleeful enjoyment of Colin Firth being a badass' is more accurate. Sorry not sorry? :D (tbf, I probably wouldn't have enjoyed the church scene so much if they hadn't gone out of their way to make them all terrible - but they did, so I had the ready-made excuse to enjoy it guilt-free) The exploding-heads scene made me eyeroll, but whatever.

I haven't forgiven the anal joke, though. Thankfully it was so out of left field I can compartmentalize it away from the rest of the movie as a blatant and poorly-executed nod at the old Bond movies. (and lame attempt to restore heterosexuality to the film -- LOL, nice try)