Woo! In a great mood after seeing Spamalot today with Mother Smith. Very funny!
Plus I got a Henry VIII puppet. I may start a history show with him as my co-host.
Anita is at the eponymous Circus of the Damned today, which I liked much better when it was in France, hosted by Armand, and was conceived of by Anne Rice. The place is this gaudy, gory carnival of zombies, sex, and blood.
There were a lot of families. Mom, Dad, the kiddies. The children had balloons tied to their wrists and cotton candy smeared on their faces and hands. It smelled like a traveling carnival: corn dogs, the cinnamon smell of funnel cakes, snow cones, sweat.
This is really not an environment parents would ever bring their children too. It is unbelievable that parents would take their children to see animals slaughter and corpses raised. There’s suspension of disbelief, and then there’s so stupid it snaps me out of the narrative.
There was no smell of dirt in the air, but there was something else just as singular. The smell of blood.
What a wholesome family experience.
A guy with cowboy boots steps out of the crowd and tells Anita that JC sent him to get her. They head off to the snake show because… SHUT UP. And oh noes, Stephen of the Cowboy Boots is a shapeshifter because he, uh, has an aura. Or something.
Lycanthropy was a disease, like AIDS.
No. That metaphor will never be acceptable to me. Becoming a werewolf in an accident is in no way comparable to a disease which kills you horribly. Anyway, Anita dislikes Stephen because blah blah blah and she’s quite harsh to him.
“I’m being a gentleman here,” he said.
“I don’t need or want doors opened for me. I’m quite capable, thank you.”
“A feminist, my, my.”
Fuck you Stephen.
They head up into some room and there’s a dancing girl with a snake. Anita criticises the girl for wearing ‘Hollywood’s version of a dancing girl’s outfit’ which makes no real sense to me, as dancing girls in films seem to wear dancing girl outfits. I need to stop trying to find the logic in these books.
Stephen jumps out on Anita because SHUT UP and infuriated by this defiance, Anita calls him ‘fur-face’ which I can only assume must be a horrible racist slur against werewolves. Stephen’s pride is hurt by her knowing what he really is.
A lot of lycanthropes pride themselves on being able to pass for human.
I mean, the fact that they look like humans for twenty four days out the month means that everyone knows what they become.
Stephen gets very upset and it’s all rather dreadful and I don’t feel sorry for anyone involved because they are all unpleasant people. The dancing girl gets out a cobra and they do a dance together. Anita, who did a whole semester of herpetology, says that the cobra has such large fangs that the girl will die of blood loss before the poison kicks in. What an expert. There’s some sort of magic going down but Anita doesn’t approve and walks away as it’s icky and not done by her. She walks off into some dark corridor, hoping to find JC.
Why doesn’t Anita like anything?