Alright first off, a little backstory. I come from a non traditional home. By no means broken (horrible term btw) but definitely non traditional. I've got my dad, and then my mom and step-dad. To make it even more not traditional, my mom and dad actually get along fabulously. Even my dad and step-dad get along. Mom and dad would still probably be married if they could agree on money & finances, yaknow? All three are fabulous people.
Now when it comes to fannish life, I'm...well I guess you'd call it closeted (maybe? Searching for a term here), to my parents. They know about fanfiction, and that I read/wrote it in high school and middle school. Mom gets the concept of message boards and blogs, Dad's a little fuzzy, and Step-dad could care less about what happens on the Internet if it isn't YouTube video of people building and operating crazy contraptions. But like all living breathing humans, they love their movies, tv, and books. So here's two separate instances of what I'd think of as fannish interactions with them.
1. MizzD introduces mom and step-dad to BBCs Sherlock. Since I got them a blu-ray player for Christmas, they now can stream their Netflix. We spent a good portion of the time between Christmas and New Years, huddled on the couch, under blankets for warmth (it happens to be freezing in the farm house. Are you sick of hearing that yet?). There were many movies watched. And then I said Sherlock! We're watching it! Both were kinda ambivalent. Mom because she was like "more cop shows? Bah." Step-dad because he was like "not enough explosions!" BUT I hooked him on the first episode, and mom by the second (which is weird because I think The Blind Banker is the weakest of all the stories). AND THEN we got to The Great Game. They both had some running commentary on that one, let me tell you. And when the screen went dark, OMG DID THEY HAVE A COW :D am I evil? I told em I should make them wait a few months for the next season :P but they watched some the next day and the day after. By the time they got to The Reichenbach Fall, I had gone back to college. I got separate reactionposts communications from both of them. I got an email entitled "U Beeatch!!!!!" from the step-dad containing his reactions, WTFery, and whines about the wait for next season (he's mostly unfamiliar with ACD canon, so he REALLY had no idea what was coming). Mom was IMing me for most of the episode going 'the writing! so good.' And then the WHAAAAH? at the end. She even posted her appreciation of my rec to FB!
2. Dad hears about MizzD's attempt to watch The Incrediable Hulk. So The Avengers restored my faith in the Comic Book Movie. It had been ruined in 2005 by X3 & Superman Returns. (Iron Man almost brought it back but Iron Man 2 kinda ruined it. And Nolan!Batman is so far removed from a CBM, it didn't do anything.) So I've been trying to catch up on the CBM I missed (Thor? Major miscasts all over the place. First Class? DAMN MY OLD MARRIED COUPLE FEELS.) But Hulk? Hulk I could not do. I got 10 minutes in, turned it off and sent the disc back. My FB status promptly described it as "all my least favorite actors make a movie." Ed Norton bugs me. Liv Tyler, I hate. And Hulk is generally boring (when not done by Whedon/Ruffalo). HORRIBLE MOVIE. When dad heard the casting as I was complaining about the movie compared to Avengers he went "Norton? Nooooo. Miscast. He's too scrawny." Then he asked who plays Banner/Hulk in Avengers. When I told him Mark Ruffalo, he was immediately all YES. And then proceeded to basically rehash Whedon's reasoning behind Ruffalo casting - angry, big, and able to take care of himself BEFORE he became the Hulk. WITHOUT EVEN SEEING AVENGERS or hearing Whedon talk about it. Needless to say I was impressed. And I just fueled the fire by saying the Norton!Hulk was just trying to go with the hapless scientist typecast. You should have seen him go! Impressive rant, let me tell you.
Basically, I love my parents, all three, for various reasons. But they're really impressive when they're fannish without even knowing it.
Now when it comes to fannish life, I'm...well I guess you'd call it closeted (maybe? Searching for a term here), to my parents. They know about fanfiction, and that I read/wrote it in high school and middle school. Mom gets the concept of message boards and blogs, Dad's a little fuzzy, and Step-dad could care less about what happens on the Internet if it isn't YouTube video of people building and operating crazy contraptions. But like all living breathing humans, they love their movies, tv, and books. So here's two separate instances of what I'd think of as fannish interactions with them.
1. MizzD introduces mom and step-dad to BBCs Sherlock. Since I got them a blu-ray player for Christmas, they now can stream their Netflix. We spent a good portion of the time between Christmas and New Years, huddled on the couch, under blankets for warmth (it happens to be freezing in the farm house. Are you sick of hearing that yet?). There were many movies watched. And then I said Sherlock! We're watching it! Both were kinda ambivalent. Mom because she was like "more cop shows? Bah." Step-dad because he was like "not enough explosions!" BUT I hooked him on the first episode, and mom by the second (which is weird because I think The Blind Banker is the weakest of all the stories). AND THEN we got to The Great Game. They both had some running commentary on that one, let me tell you. And when the screen went dark, OMG DID THEY HAVE A COW :D am I evil? I told em I should make them wait a few months for the next season :P but they watched some the next day and the day after. By the time they got to The Reichenbach Fall, I had gone back to college. I got separate reaction
2. Dad hears about MizzD's attempt to watch The Incrediable Hulk. So The Avengers restored my faith in the Comic Book Movie. It had been ruined in 2005 by X3 & Superman Returns. (Iron Man almost brought it back but Iron Man 2 kinda ruined it. And Nolan!Batman is so far removed from a CBM, it didn't do anything.) So I've been trying to catch up on the CBM I missed (Thor? Major miscasts all over the place. First Class? DAMN MY OLD MARRIED COUPLE FEELS.) But Hulk? Hulk I could not do. I got 10 minutes in, turned it off and sent the disc back. My FB status promptly described it as "all my least favorite actors make a movie." Ed Norton bugs me. Liv Tyler, I hate. And Hulk is generally boring (when not done by Whedon/Ruffalo). HORRIBLE MOVIE. When dad heard the casting as I was complaining about the movie compared to Avengers he went "Norton? Nooooo. Miscast. He's too scrawny." Then he asked who plays Banner/Hulk in Avengers. When I told him Mark Ruffalo, he was immediately all YES. And then proceeded to basically rehash Whedon's reasoning behind Ruffalo casting - angry, big, and able to take care of himself BEFORE he became the Hulk. WITHOUT EVEN SEEING AVENGERS or hearing Whedon talk about it. Needless to say I was impressed. And I just fueled the fire by saying the Norton!Hulk was just trying to go with the hapless scientist typecast. You should have seen him go! Impressive rant, let me tell you.
Basically, I love my parents, all three, for various reasons. But they're really impressive when they're fannish without even knowing it.
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