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Motif
| Fanfiction | |
|---|---|
| Title: | Motif |
| Author(s): | Leigh Graham |
| Date(s): | 1988 |
| Length: | |
| Genre(s): | slash |
| Fandom(s): | Blake's 7 |
| Relationship(s): | |
| External Links: | online here |
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Motif is a Blake's 7 Blake/Avon story by Leigh Graham.
It was published in Oblaque #1 and is online.
Reactions and Reviews
MUSE OF FIRE RESPONSIBLE: Leigh Graham
HAS POOR VILA BEEN DRAGOONED INTO THIS SHITSHOW? Vila (Vila’s married, Blake’s dead, Avon’s fucking a houseboy)
WHY ARE BLAKE AND AVON DOOMED THIS WEEK? I HONESTLY CAN’T FUCKING TELL YOU. RARELY HAVE I KNOWN SUCH ANNOYANCE.
EDITOR’S NOTE: informational, but delivered in an annoying way
PROSE: fine
OVERALL: A lot of characters to keep track of, introduced and dispensed with v quickly. The Sisterhood plot’s kind of insulting (going to just suggest actually that this writer… has a weird relationship to women, even if this writer is one). What HAS Avon been doing with himself for 7 years, and why would he necessarily still be technologically In Practice? His world seemed low-tech.
Oh look it’s that ‘Avon was programmed to shoot Blake!!’ chestnut. Back again. In like, STRONG form, because every post-Terminal mistake Avon made is down to this.
Vila’s going to fuck Avon despite being married, with 0 thought for his wife? I’d expect like, a sentence explaining that. I have no idea why these people are fucking–they don’t seem particularly into one another? If you said Avon was going to fuck like any of these new original characters, in /this fic/ as it’s been developed, that would literally make more sense.
Blake’s alive. He and Avon fuck. And then they stop having sex FOREVER and there is not a WORD of explanation. Not. one.
A line lifted from Five Doctors.
Of course The Men are all fucking fine, while the women are dead/absent. Of. course.
The story ends with its vast mess of plot slobbing about the place and nothing will ever make sense again.
This is supposed to be p1 of a trilogy, but I think there is only an equally bemusing p2 (which I just skimmed). Cannot say am sad for loss of this kunstwerk. Avon’s cloneson got kidnapped and Avon suddenly cared: also, Tarrant was fucked.[1]
References
- ^ review by Erin Horáková as part of a series: see Oblique Reviews -- Oblique Reviews #7, Archived version by Erin Horáková, January 20, 2017