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Really faking
In an entry a while back, made after watching an episode of the British show Faking It in which a Yorkshire lass is passed off as posh, I complained:
In last night's episode, a 145-lb., gay, Oxford-bound "country toff" is dropped in a "council estate" (i.e. housing project) in Inner London and given four weeks to learn how to pass himself off as a bouncer from Hackney. How did our boy do? Fantastically! He fooled every one of the veterans who were working the door with him on his final night as![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
monshu and I howled with laughter and cheered. Others might have found more pleasure in the scenes where he's beaten bloody by his trainer's girlfriend, but I had nothing but admiration for the guy. He mastered his fear (which was very palpable as he got his first look at where he'd be living) and completely inhabited the role he was asked to play.
Later that night, I amused myself trying to think up a challenge formonshu. I think one that he might find difficult would be imitating a former football player turned coach--even though he has the look and demeanour--just because sports is like the most tedious thing in the world for him.
I would've found it far more interesting to take one of the priggish toffs featured in that show, make him over with a working-class brogue and shabby clothes, dump him in a Black Country pub and see if he could survive the evening without getting his arse caved in.It's like the BBC is reading my LJ.
In last night's episode, a 145-lb., gay, Oxford-bound "country toff" is dropped in a "council estate" (i.e. housing project) in Inner London and given four weeks to learn how to pass himself off as a bouncer from Hackney. How did our boy do? Fantastically! He fooled every one of the veterans who were working the door with him on his final night as
monshu and I howled with laughter and cheered. Others might have found more pleasure in the scenes where he's beaten bloody by his trainer's girlfriend, but I had nothing but admiration for the guy. He mastered his fear (which was very palpable as he got his first look at where he'd be living) and completely inhabited the role he was asked to play.Later that night, I amused myself trying to think up a challenge for
monshu. I think one that he might find difficult would be imitating a former football player turned coach--even though he has the look and demeanour--just because sports is like the most tedious thing in the world for him.