LXG Survey pinched from James

Create Your Own League of Extraordinary Gentlemen

1. Choose five to eight characters.
2. They may be from books, movies, comics, TV shows, games, and real life--but no traditional superheroes.
3. They may be from any place in the universe, any time. They do not have to be from the same time/place as the original League.
4. You must identify the recruiter, the villain, and the leader, and there must be at least one female.
5. Optional, you may identify their main mode of transportation.

Team: Alan Carter (Space 1999), Marcus Cole (Babylon 5), Sara Pezzini (Witchblade), Data (Next Generation), Brains (Thunderbirds), Captain Scarlet (Captain Scarlet), Spock (Star Trek), McGuyver.

Leader: Henry V (only if his lines were written by Shakespeare :) )

Recruiter: Lady Penelope (Thunderbirds)

Villian: Either the Kurgan (Highlander) or the Hood (Thunderbirds).

Mode of Transportation: Transporter beam a la Star Trek.

( And now the reasons for each )

Edit: Damn, I've just remembered Aeryn Sun. If Carter wasn't available I'd have her. Or maybe instead of Brains.

The traditional 'my journal, my opinion, feel free to disagree but this is what I think' disclaimer

(Huge spoilers for The Vampire Lestat or as far as I've got through it.)

That disclaimer is there mainly because I don't want to get torn apart by slavering Anne Rice fans. Because get this, the Vampire Chronicles are bad. Bad, bad, bad.

I saw Interview with a Vampire, thought it was okay, favourite character was Armand, liked Lestat and Claudia, absolutely hated Louis. I knew Brad Pitt was a good actor so I supposed it was the character.

But everyone was saying how good the book was, so it must have been the script. IWTV was in the library, so I got it out.

I found out it wasn't the script. Louis is the wimpiest, most utterly wet and soggy character ever commited to paper. I despised him.

Was working at the shop and The Vampire Lestat was lieing about so I borrowed it over the weekend.

And the beginning is not too bad. Sure I think there's a slight naivete in making 1984 seem like the big sunny best year ever (but that's because there were a lot of miners here before mad Maggie got her way)

But Lestat, Lestat is fun. He's fun when he's hating his family, he's fun when he's talking to Nicholas. In Paris he seems like a lot of fun. When he gets turned, it still all good, a little too much weeping for my taste but that he's highly strung has all ready been shown to us. Fine.

And then he turns Gabrielle and he goes all wimpy and wet. And since the writing has been okay up to this point I think that the problem is that Anne Rice cannot write sorrowful scenes. Not without turning her characters into puddles of mush.
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While I'm on about it, has there ever been a series of stories more determinedly aimed at the teenage girl market. These beautiful feminine young men who never age and are never boorish, and at the same time are not the slightest bit threatening.

And much with the weeping and angst or what?! If killing the innocent or the mortal full stop and living forever bother you that much, why don't you just step into the sunlight all of you.

Sheesh.

That being said, I'll finish the book (or rather finish it by skipping over the more nauseatingly soppy parts) and read Queen of the Damned, in the vain hope of finding a male character she doesn't emasculate. And the return of Lestat's more veneal side which I am quite fond of.
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