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I have commited Five Things again.

Title: Five Movies Janet and Cassie Watch Together
Season: Seasons 1-7
Spoilers: Well, if you don't know what movies Jack and Teal'c have mentioned or how Janet's character left the show...
Warnings: *sniff*
Synopsis: Uhhh... So, didja read the title in passing?
Disclaimer: The standard, as read. Profit? I laugh at your profit. Prophets, on the other hand, deserve respect.

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Five Movies Janet and Cassie Watch Together



The Wizard of Oz Cassie watches this one with her Uncle Jack too, but it's different. Uncle Jack likes to watch people watch the movie. He seldom actually pays the movie itself much attention. This might be because he has already memorized it, but Cassie doesn't think so. She thinks it's some kind of litmus test for him, to see how others react. She wonders what he sees when she watches.

With her mom it's the other way around. She watches her mom. Janet looks a little like Dorothy to begin with, and when she watches she gets totally drawn in to the story. At the end, when Dorothy leaves Oz, after expressing her delight in her friends' new gifts, Janet always gets a bit teary.

One night Cassie asks her why.

"I just wish they could be together," her mom says.

"But they are!" says Cassie. "Each of the companions is a person from the farm!"

"No. This is not about the movie. It's about something the movie reminds me of. I'll explain when you're older."

Cassie is very surprised to learn that the person her mom most identifies with in the movie is Glinda the Good Witch. She says it's because she waves her medical wand and fixes things for the travelers who get into trouble.

Labyrinth Cassie loves the fantasy aspects of the movie, but the anxiety she feels over the lost baby brother is terrifying. She doesn't like to watch this particular movie alone, but with popcorn, and cocoa, and her mom by her side, it is suddenly safe enough to watch.

Anything with Cary Grant He's Janet's favorite eye candy, and she has every movie she can find of his on DVD, and a few more taped off the TV on VHS. Cassie delights in pointing out the delights of all the other good looking guys that aren't Cary Grant, and teasing her mom about her obsession with him. Janet acts flustered and bothered, but takes great delight in pointing out all his good points.

It's given Cassie a real appreciation for old black and white film, and as a result she delights Daniel and Jack one night when she too is scandalized when Sam and Teal'c say that they often prefer colorized versions of older films.

Gone With the Wind Janet's roots are in the South, and she shows this film to her daughter to share some of that heritage with her. After the first time, Janet has Uncle Daniel come over and explain to her the ways in which the movie romanticizes the social dynamic of the Old South, and how Margaret Mitchell's work could also be used to fan the ugly flames of the KKK, but Janet wants her to understand the dream that was her birthright first, before cold reality can sully it.

Star Wars When Uncle Teal'c proposes watching it, Cassie will only agree if her mom is there. Her mom knows to put an arm around her in time for the scene when Luke discovers the burnt skeletons of his aunt and uncle. Uncle Jack usually manages to sit nearby and squeeze her knee with one of his large hands too. Without her mom right there, warm and encompassing, that scene is too much to bear.

After the funeral, Cassie and Sam sublimate their grief by busying themselves packing and sorting Janet's house. Cassie has long been accustomed to sleeping in the house alone when Janet is working nights, but the idea of staying in that house, forever listening for a key in the lock that will never turn is unsupportable. She will move in with Sam, and the house will be sold to provide for her support and her college and graduate educations. When Sam asks her "Keep or Goodwill?" and holds up the Star Wars trilogy boxed set, Cassie pales, seizes it from Sam's startled hands, and carries it out to the stone and concrete grill in the back yard. There she gives it a funeral pyre send off reminiscent of Darth Vader's.

She never watches Star Wars again.

Or here at The Pentangular Gate.

Date: 2010-11-23 08:23 am (UTC)
fignewton: (fanfic fix)
From: [personal profile] fignewton
Oh, I loved these. Especially Janet's appreciation for her cultural heritage, because something ugly doesn't have to utterly wipe out the good.

But that last one is ow, oh, GOOD.

Just lovely, and on my to-rec list. :)

Date: 2011-03-03 12:38 pm (UTC)
fignewton: (benevolent dictatrix)
From: [personal profile] fignewton
I said this was on my to-rec list, didn't I? :)

Date: 2011-03-03 04:44 pm (UTC)
green_grrl: (SG1_JackPie)
From: [personal profile] green_grrl
Oh, ow! I just love the role Cassie's Uncles and Aunt play along with Janet. Yay for Jack and Daniel and Cassie sticking up for B&W movies! :-)

Date: 2011-03-03 08:30 pm (UTC)
exhausted_pigeon: blue and gold clock face (Default)
From: [personal profile] exhausted_pigeon
Oooh, that is awesome. Especially that last one.

Date: 2011-03-06 05:42 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] amilyn
GORGEOUS last line.

Gorgeous.

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