Visit Back to “Somebody That I Used to Know”

The minute we learned that Homeland would be filming in New York City this year, an image immediately popped into my head. I tossed it around back channel a few times, and found the idea just wouldn’t go away. It persisted, demanding to be fleshed out in a bigger space than a chat window.

Now that Homeland S6 has started on Showtime, the thought of Carrie Mathison running into Bobby Axelrod is still haunting my watching of the show. True, Carrie lives and works in Brooklyn. Her world is obviously very different from the Midtown Manhattan, financial district, upstate NY, and Hamptons mansion world of Bobby Axelrod. Truth be told, the world of Homeland doesn’t seem as married to place as the world of Billions is. Carrie would be Carrie anywhere in the world. But Bobby, I’m sensing, is truly Bobby only within the borders of the Empire State. Regardless, this season, the two characters are within miles of each other, so why the heck not wonder about something totally improbable yet perfectly delicious to imagine? (Also, fun to note: Max is back this season after being gone the previous season of Homeland, and he’s in my story!)

Believe me, I realize full well that the idea is as soapy as heck. Nonetheless, still super (bittersweet) fun to visualize and a relief to get down in words. So, here you have it: a short fictional encounter, a one-shot if you will, between Bobby Axelrod and Carrie Mathison. Enjoy!

Standard disclaimer: I own nothing, neither of these characters, nor their history, real or imagined, not the coffee they share, nor New York City, their current home.

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It’s all about Brody: Damianista’s Fan Story

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We can’t be more thrilled about having kicked off our Fan Stories Series last week with Lady Trader’s lovely story. The response to our call has been amazing and all stories we have received are personal, special and extremely heartfelt. So please stay with us and enjoy  a long-running fan stories party on the blog and in case you are still interested in sending us your story but have not done so yet, please do, we would love to have you on board!

Today it’s my fan story bits and pieces of which you may have already read earlier but it has been fun to bring it all together in a single post. Besides, the timing is perfect because this week marks the fourth anniversary of me getting out of the closet about my new screen crush with the following Facebook post just a day after my birthday! 😀 Continue reading “It’s all about Brody: Damianista’s Fan Story”

Throwback Thursday to Damian Lewis’ Last Day on Homeland Set

source: salon.com
source: salon.com

Nicholas Brody left us forever three years ago today marking Homeland Season 3 finale as the most horrific hour in the history of television for the “Brody widows” among us — a very select group of women! —  who have still not been able to get used to the idea of Homeland without him! We were simply devastated the day Brody died in Season 3 and extremely ecstatic the day Brody came back for 5 minutes in Season 4. And while most of us have been able to move on to Bobby Axelrod while carrying Nicholas Brody in our hearts, a world without Brody still hurts. Continue reading “Throwback Thursday to Damian Lewis’ Last Day on Homeland Set”

Homeland: Was it Love? Part Four

Continuing my slow-going series of all Brody Carrie scenes, we reach “The Weekend.” If you didn’t believe the love story with this episode, you were probably just meant to never believe it.

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The Many Faces of Damian Lewis, Part II

Sometimes an actor will find themselves type-cast, and the reasons for this can vary greatly. It can be the fault of a narrow-minded industry, a lazy agent, an iconic role that they find impossible to be divorced from, or simply from the actor’s own lack of range.

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We are all lucky to be fans of a man who has not experienced this. Damian has had the pleasure of embodying many different types of men. And while so many of these characters have some sort of overlap(just how many times has he put on a military uniform now??), he has used his incredible skill set to create a different, iconic character in each role. Specifically, I want to talk about how he uses his body language to create believable characters that resonate. Continue reading “The Many Faces of Damian Lewis, Part II”

Homeland: Razor Blades and Parking Lots

It taking more of an effort than normal to shed the news of the day and get back to writing good escapist musings, allow me to revisit where we left off on my retelling of the great love story of Carrie and Brody many months ago. I’ll pick up where this left off, next week, I promise.

Last we left our star-crossed duo, Brody and Carrie were standing outside a church and there was rain. Now, we’re continuing trying to get an answer for the question: Was it love?

Till this point in Homeland, we already know enough about Carrie Mathison to know that she uses sex, the same way she uses wine and music, as an escape from the restlessness, the constant spinning in her head. She wears a wedding ring when she goes out so there’s no confusion by either party about what the sex is about. Just sex, nothing more. We know she’s had a life full of risk-taking. We know she dated Estes and broke up his marriage. All of these tidbits of her back story are meant to establish the fact that Carrie believes in her soul that a life of coupledom, marriage, and children is not in her future. She can’t even dream about it, because of her illness, because of her job, or because she finds herself incapable of doing the work a real relationship would require, or withstanding the inevitable boredom of it. So she uses men for sex. And she uses sex for control. And then she gets back to work. It’s an arithmetic that’s worked brilliantly for her.

With Brody, it’s different. She’s working. But she’s also attracted to him. And it’s all very confusing and also quite intoxicating.

Is it obsession? Yes, okay. The magnet pull of a self-destructive force? Sure. But it’s real. Palpable, relentless, and necessary.
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