#thefirethatburns

No es la primera adaptación de la pieza teatral “La Ville dont le prince est un enfant” (1951), escrita por el dramaturgo francés Henry de Montherlant. El título original, que se traduciría como “La villa donde el príncipe es un niño”, refiere a una cita bíblica del Libro del Eclesiastés (más precisamente Ec. 10:16, que afirma “Ay de ti, tierra, cuando tu rey es muchacho, y tus príncipes comen de mañana!”). El telefilme, conocido en el mundo anglosajón como “The Fire That Burns”, fue dirigido por Christophe Malavoy, que también cumple aquí un rol actoral.

Malavoy interpreta al Abad of Pradts, uno de los religiosos que está a cargo de un internado francés en años previos a la Segunda Guerra Mundial. El hombre tiene entre sus favoritos a Serge Souplier (Clément van den Bergh), un dulce niño de once años a quien le permite todo y lo protege de la rigurosidad de las reglas. Casi como un padre de verdad. Casi.

Lo que al abad le molesta, y mucho, es la “amistad particular” (término que en este blog ya conocemos desde la reseña de la película titulada, específicamente, “Les amitiés particulières”; su mención no es azarosa pues esta obra tiene algunos puntos en común con aquella) que el pequeñín mantiene con André Sevrais (Naël Marandin), un muchacho que le lleva cinco años. La relación es inequívocamente gay, aunque sumida en la ternura esperable que la edad de Souplier requiere. Misteriosamente, el religioso les concede a esta amistad de mala fama (ambos tenía prohibido el verse siquiera) una oportunidad para reencauzar sus afectos en libertad. O al menos eso creen.

Aquí, un trailer de la película (la calidad no es buena):

  .｡.:*☆ “Loki...” Valkyrie was not sure what she should think when spotting the other suddenly on one otherwise rather ordinary day. Sure, she had heard of Asgardians being ehre, or, rather, she knew Thor was around. But seeing his brother as well now was really a surprise.

.｡.:*☆ Being attacked was nothing Wanda had expected to happen to her on this very morning. She quickly used her powers as s shield for the bullets, frowing as she looked over at the gang on the other side of the street. “You know that his was a rather stupid move, right?” She called, more annoyed than angry. “So maybe, just... stop that now, okay? Before someone ends up getting hurt....”

Locate and recruit Loki, who is (of course), considered to be extremely dangerous… but he could also be extremely useful in the struggle against the coming of the Blood Star, if he will agree to be a trustworthy ally. If not, he is a liability that may need to be addressed before he can cause damage; if Loki is difficult, or flat-out refuses, turn the mission over to Thanos, who will handle it decisively.

Characters: Thor, Eros, Fury, Sif, Loki [Thanos]

Thor understood the need to recruit everyone who could possibly help against the Foesitians. He understood that meant working with beings he normally wouldn’t trust. He understood that meant making compromises for the greater good. What he didn’t understand was how he was going to convince Loki of all of this. Loki was difficult to deal with at the best of times and considering how badly their last encounter together went, Thor was going to struggle with communicating the importance of working together to his estranged brother.

Fortunately for Thor, he was going to have back-up in the form of Sif, Eros of Titan and Nick Fury. Thor wasn’t sure how the others were going to be able to persuade Loki into seeing sense if he was unable to, but he knew better than to raise that concern. Despite what his experiences of his brother had taught him, he had to believe in the abilities of his allies. Besides, if all else failed, they were to turn Loki over to Thanos who would then ‘deal’ with him, whatever that meant. Thor didn’t want to find out what that meant. He had to coerce Loki to their side before that outcome had to happen.

Through S.H.I.E.L.D.’s tracking services, they managed to locate Loki and soon the team were assembled on their way to find the mischievous being. Thor was tense for the entirety of the journey and if it had not been for Sif’s soothing presence, he would have paced the length of the jet that was transporting them to their destination. Considering Mar-Vell’s warning of what else was to come if the Foesitians were not stopped in time, Thor was supposed to have bigger issues to worry about than his misbehaving brother, but Thor knew of Loki’s ability to make the most carefully crafted of plans fall apart.

The jet’s pilot called over the comms that they were about to arrive at Loki’s last known location. Thor rose to his feet and stood in the middle of the jet. “Friends,” he said loud enough to get everyone’s attention, “what may seem easy on paper may exactly be more difficult. My brother is a slippery character and not everyone has the patience to deal with him. I include myself in that statement. I thank you for coming with me on this journey to bring my brother on to our side. Your company is greatly appreciated.” Thor paused as he looked over at Sif. “I would prefer it if myself and Sif approach Loki first. We know his tricks all too well and will hopefully be able to speak sense into him. However,” his gaze reverted back to Eros and Fury, “we will need your support and back up if he refuses to see sense. I do not want to turn him over to Thanos. The four of us need to deal with this without bringing in the heavies, I believe the term is. Have I made myself understood?”

Closed RP for the-fire-that-burns

When Wade had been growing up, he would often pray to whichever deity that might have been listening to confirm that the man who claimed to be his father was actually an imposter. Wade didn't want to be related to the drunk brute who took so much satisfaction in beating Wade and Wade's mom. Anyone else would do over that sick bastard.

Since that time, Wade's memories of his father got buried by scar tissue and insanity. Every now and again, something would trigger his memories of his less-than-lovely childhood and Wade would have to convince himself that it was over. His father was dead and long gone and probably dancing in Hell for the amusement of the Devil or whoever lorded it up over the suffering of all those dead souls.