this makes me happy
it’s sandy’s series of unfortunate events series
(I got the luck to play my favorite character-Violet)
A Series of Unfortunate Events, a series aimed (however sardonically) towards children and young adults, has a canon same-sex pairing, hinted at on such a minuscule scale you wouldn’t know it was there if you weren’t squinting, as well as reading another work inspired by the Series: The Beatrice Letters.
In “The Miserable Mill,” Sir and Charles are portrayed as business partners, but as the series goes on and as the canon is extended, we begin to see the true extent of their relationship. In “The Penultimate Peril,” Charles tells Sir that he cares about him, to no reciprocation. At the end of this twelfth book of the series, during the fire destroying the Hotel Denouement, Sir and Charles are running through the smoke, holding hands.
Their relationship is brought, still subtly, to the forefront in a section of “The Beatrice Letters,” where Snicket, in a series of metaphors that he uses to tell Beatrice exactly how long he will love her, includes the following:
“I will love you until C realises that S is not worthy of his love.”
Putting a gay pairing in a book series aimed at children? Making it quite literally not a big deal? Making it natural canon instead of a big well-to-do? Four for you, Lemony Snicket. You go, Lemony Snicket.
I would actually say that Grandpa Larry and Grandpa Wayne in the (similar) series The Secret Series of Pseudonymous Bosch achieves the same, but does so in a more equalized and positive-relationship scope than Charles and Sir, since Larry and Wayne are wholly devoted to each other and on equivocal planes of their relationship in all respects (both domestic and professional).
Dear reader, there are people in the world who know no misery and woe. And they take comfort in cheerful films about twittering birds and giggling elves. There are people who know that there’s always a mystery to be solved. And they take comfort in researching and writing down any important evidence. But this story is not about such people. This story is about the Baudelaires. And they are the sort of people who know that there’s always something. Something to invent, something to read, something to bite, and something to do, to make a sanctuary, no matter how small. And for this reason, I am happy to say, the Baudelaires were very fortunate indeed. (A Series Of Unfortunate Events, 2004)
(Source: ybwolf)
Just got this picture in an email from Lemony Snicket, with the caption “Why would anyone want to steal this statue?”
So it begins!
