Welcome to the first of a series of occasional behind-the-scenes posts! In these posts, you get to see some of what our flailing looks like instead of the nice, polished, not fannish or squeeful or ranty at all posts we put up for you the rest of the time.
We also get to tell you random things! Like, yes, we know there's been very little new content this week. That's because we've been working on putting together show pages for the top links bar. Because we love you and want you to have access to all the data at once. Also because we like being able to go back and check our own compendium of information when we're fussing at new episodes. The Grimm page is live now, as you can see; the Haven page should go up sometime in the next couple of weeks. A needs to finish her rewatch, and both of us need to run a quick immersion course in Stephen King before that happens. You can expect these pages to be updated whenever we get things to add to them!
Also in the works is a draft of that blood magic post for Grimm, which A plans to finish writing and put up after the Renard-Juliette plotline resolves to at least some degree; a study of Hank's house; and of course the La Llorona ep coming out this Friday. On the Haven side, Jeux sans frontières is slowly acquiring notes but probably won't be put together into a (massive, massive) post until after season 3 finishes airing; opening credit changes is 90% finished; and at some point we'll pull together all the information that indicates that Haven isn't even nearby to our universe. Note what we're not promising: this is A's birthday weekend, so Real Estate analysis may be delayed until Wednesday after airtime. Yes, that's Halloween. Yes, that's on purpose. Yes, we're giant dorks; you must all know this or you wouldn't be here.
You may, as usual, find a more complete list of forthcoming posts in the sidebar to your right. Please fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the ride.
Warning: We say 'fuck' a lot.
While we swap shows every week so nobody gets bored, we almost never do the analysis proper in a vacuum. We keep each other honest, catching mistakes, things that slipped past us, and bounce a wide variety of theories off each other's skulls.
...it goes something like this:
Kitty: FEEBS. SOMEONE ELSE CALLS THEM FEEBS. I love you cop.
Kitty: Does that board say Molly Deschain?
A: ARE YOU SHITTING ME. *goes looks more*
Kitty: THAT DOES SAY D
Kitty: that doesn't say molly.
Kitty: ROLLY DESCHAIN?
Kitty: SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE?
A: I HATE YOU WRITERS.
Kitty: OH MY GOD.
Kitty: YOU ARE ALL FIRED.
Kitty: ..... PENNY CALLBACK?
Kitty: OH MY GOD YOU PEOPLE.
Kitty: One of the names on the board.
Kitty: Penny. Callback.
Kitty: Watch, now the next time I do a Grimm analysis I'm going to capitalize anything involving Trouble.
A: I am so carefully NOT USING THAT WORD in my Grimm analyses.
Kitty: ... Vienna. Vienna vienna vienna that's where the painter was from.
A: Which painter what?
Kitty: The one who painted the picture Adalind said looked fat.
A: No, dear, that's Venice.
Kitty: ... *facedesk* Thank you.
Kitty: *ponders* Though that does bring back the Anschluss.
Kitty: OH. No, not the painter, um. Fuck. One of the coinFUJFCKKL;SDFKLJSGHDK;FJSHDFGH
A: There's work of his that's in Vienna, but only ... SONOFABITCH THAT'S THE COINS DEALER WASN'T IT.
Kitty: NO IT'S ONE OF THE COINS STEALERS. HANS ROTH.
A: *swears copiously* That does look like something she'd drive SHIT.
Kitty: DOUBLE SHIT.
A: ...no, Mia.
Kitty: She really doesn't look.... pretty. At all.
Kitty: DID THAT GUY'S HEAD JUST GO FLYING OFF?
A: MAYBE. MONROE WAS REALLY PISSED.
Kitty: OH SHIT. WELL THIS WENT SOUTH REAL FAST.
A: MONROE PRESSURE ON THE WOUND YOU MORON.
Kitty:NO. KIDDING. Though with that wound location it might not matter.
A: ...aaaand this is the fight scene where Giuntoli tweaked his back.
Kitty: Yep. Poor Giuntoli.
A: *loads up the deleted scene fuck waiting*
Kitty: *kicks the website till it coughs WHAT.
A: Maybe. ...*snortlaugh* Claire's got a point.
A: Bullshit psych might not be bullshit in Haven.
Kitty: Duke is so pissed at you, Audrey.
Kitty: ALSO WHY ARE YOU TRUSTING CLAIRE OH MY FUCKING GOD.
A: I have NO IDEA.
Kitty: WHY ARE YOU MAKING oh god.
Kitty: Well now he's REALLY not going to learn to swim.
Kitty: I'm a little surprised Doc Lucassi is still around.
A: Ye-es. ... uh.
Kitty: whyyyyyy are you here.
Kitty: ... he's pissed at Audrey.
A: So VERY.
Kitty: So so very.
Kitty: .... WHAT THE HELL, NATHAN.
Kitty: What is this, appearing disappearing issues?
A: I HAVE NO IDEA.
Kitty: I HATE YOU ALL. *curls up*
Kitty: YOU TWO ESPECIALLY.
Kitty: STOP. BEING. CREEPY.
A: ...DAVID TEAGUES I AM GOING TO BITE YOUR THROAT OUT.
Kitty: ... That's surprisingly astute, Nathan. ALSO REALLY BITCHY.
Kitty: Oh my god all of them.
A: All of you are going to marriage counseling.
Kitty: .... BLACK CAT PISS?
A: kah... YES.
Kitty: Black cat SOMETHING.
Kitty: Also this guy looks familiar.
A: Pissen. Yeah. Black. Cat. Piss.
A: ...NICK. TELL HANK ABOUT ADALIND OR HE WILL PUNCH YOU.
A: AND RIGHTLY SO.
Kitty: TELL HANK ABOUT ADALIND OR I WILL PUNCH YOU OH MY GOD.
A: IN FUCKING DEED.
Kitty: YAY. FUCKED UP RENARD FOR EVERYONE.
A: Share the misery.
Kitty: No. Shan't. Share the cold drugs?
A: Oh god yes.
A: *goes takes a healthy swig or two of vodka fuck that*
A: No, GIR, that's bad.
Kitty: Awww, I wanna explode!
A: Maybe. Okay, what IS the fucking point of the new intern. He doesn't woge out when he trips so he's probably not a Wesen.
Kitty: I'm not... sure.
A: He shows up again, according to his credits, in Hour of Death.
Kitty: Presumably he's Chekhov's intern.
Kitty: .... no, wait, because he implied Renard was still there, never mind.
Kitty: Just thinking, maybe they didn't go to Portland straight off.
A: See, that's what I thought, but the strong, STRONG implication was that he was still there. In fact... *pulls it up *
Kitty: Would you like to know how my half-brother ended up in the farther reaches of the Louisiana Purchase? Is what he said. Fucking Louisiana Purchase REALLY ERIC. *throws a historical atlas at him*
A: Prefaced by "do you know how he ended up in Portland." Though Adalind then follows it up with "I always wondered how a Royal ended up in Portland." So Eric never says they're the same thing. He just implies the fuck out of it.
A: Potentially, very maybe, they didn't start in Portland, in which case they started in... fuck, Montana or something like that. Whi...
A: Aunt Marie's license plate.
A: Son. Of. A. Bitch.
Kitty: Fucking Royals.
A: Only let's not.
Kitty: Please no.