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I finished watching The Terror last night. I had been putting off watching it, one, because I am a weenie about horror, and two, because I was being a bit huffy about the addition of a monster and supernatural elements ("They all starved and froze to death thousands of miles from home, you don't need a monster to make it scary" had been my line of thought). But, eventually I figured any story about these men and what they went through is going to require fictionalizing, so the addition of an ice monster is as good a hook as any. And the siren call of naval fiction and all that comes with it (rum, sodomy, and the lash all accounted for here) will always win in the end for me.
I think I was fully invested by the time I hit episode 3, but I still couldn't tell several character apart until much later. I came to love a lot of the characters, but I think Goodsir is my favorite. The kind and decent Sam Gamgee-esque character will always win my heart. I am impressed that a show that I went in knowing that the deaths were coming managed to make characters' deaths each memorable and moving in their own way. In some ways it was a grim march to the end, but there were moments of joy and bravery and love (which of course makes it hurt even more!).
There was a point while watching the final episode where I passed through the emotional sweet spot that I generally consume heavy and moving media for, the angsty/feels/hurts-so-good place, straight into being genuinely distressed. I had to pause because I was crying so hard. It was no longer fun for me in that moment, but it was also when I decided that the show had pulled off something special.
And now I get to the fun part of diving into the fic. But I'm still so affected I don't even know what I want! I'll probably start with the smut and feel it out from there, as per usual.
I think I was fully invested by the time I hit episode 3, but I still couldn't tell several character apart until much later. I came to love a lot of the characters, but I think Goodsir is my favorite. The kind and decent Sam Gamgee-esque character will always win my heart. I am impressed that a show that I went in knowing that the deaths were coming managed to make characters' deaths each memorable and moving in their own way. In some ways it was a grim march to the end, but there were moments of joy and bravery and love (which of course makes it hurt even more!).
There was a point while watching the final episode where I passed through the emotional sweet spot that I generally consume heavy and moving media for, the angsty/feels/hurts-so-good place, straight into being genuinely distressed. I had to pause because I was crying so hard. It was no longer fun for me in that moment, but it was also when I decided that the show had pulled off something special.
And now I get to the fun part of diving into the fic. But I'm still so affected I don't even know what I want! I'll probably start with the smut and feel it out from there, as per usual.
