#Inspector Morse

[wildwildtarget]

Inspector Morse || Cherubim & Seraphim 

[windsweptinred]

@mashumaru I hope you don't mind me answering your question here? There was no way this was fitting in the comments section. 😅 So these are what I'd call more Sunday afternoon murder mysteries then gritty crime dramas, as that's what I'm mainly watching at the mo. But if you'd like some darker recs, just let me know.

Anywho...

Midsomer Murders

The ultimate Sunday afternoon watch. Murder most foul, represented artistically in the form of a cream tea. Starring Inspector Barnaby(s), the most teddy bear men ever to exist. Every episode will include chocolate box village eye porn. Murder weapons have included but are not limited to: a cheese wheel, drowned in chocolate, a headless horseman and a steampunk werewolf. It sounds ridiculous but once you start, you won't be able to stop. I promsie you. The horrors: 0/10, though may leave you with a life long phobia of morris dancers and village fetes.

The Morseverse (Endeavour/Inspector Morse and Lewis)

Ah Morseverse, my beloved. The English academic elite does crime. Oxford is it's own splendorous character, with every episode crammed full of towering libraries, awe inspiring architecture and fanatically manicured, college quads. A must watch for those whose hearts belong to dark academia. Endeavour and Morse are set in the 60s/70s and 80s/90s respectively. And follow the same character, Endeavour Morse, from brilliant, blue eyed, troubled twink to brilliant, blue eyed, grumpy old man with a definite alcohol problem. (Never play drink along with Morse, it's a surefire way to get alcohol poisoning.) The baton is then passed to his sergeant, Robert Lewis in Lewis, set in the relative present (as of this post). The relationship between Inspector and Sergeant is what ultimately makes these series, be it Fred Thursday and Morse, Morse and Lewis and Lewis and James Hathaway. And you'll come to treasure them. Be prepared to leave these series with a well earned fictional degree in classical music. Murders CAN and WILL be based on obscure, literary references. The horrors: Well it depends.... I'd say Endeavour is the darkest, Lewis is the lightest with Morse settled nicely in between. If you finish this series not wanting a Jaguar Mark II, you did it wrong.

Vera

Vera Stanhope, my northumbrian queen, my geordie goddess. A middle aged plus woman, with no makeup (or two f*cks to rubs together) decked in a brown hat and mac and driving the world most beaten up land rover.... Owns everyone. And it is sooo satisfying to watch. The scenic southern eye candy of the two previous recs is replaced with the wild, isolated landscapes of the North, very much reflecting our DI. She's joined by sergeant dark and dishy and the ever more put up Kenny Lockhart, as well as host of others. But what really makes this series is Vera herself. As equally formidable as she is kind hearted, with no hint of glamour. She's the kind of female representation we both need and deserve. The horrors: Vera passive aggressively calling vicious murderers 'pet' fixes all world problems. It's scientifically proven.

Things you may have heard of:

Sherlock Holmes, the Granada edition starring Jeremy Brett. No finer Sherlock has ever graced our screens to this day (And yes, I will stand and fight for that statement.) One of the most loyal adaptations of the books ever made.

Poirot, staring David Suchet. No offence to Kenneth Branagh (Your Henry V got me through high-school English lit sir). But David Suchet is THE Prirot for me. Another loyal book adaptation. Over a 25 year period Suchet lived and breathed Poirot and it shows.

If anyone's got any other recommendations please feel free to add them on. I know I've missed a ton! Anywho, I hope that helps me dear. 😁

[hekate1308]

Millenials and younger generations watching Endeavour/Inspector Morse and learning his "sad ending" is buying a house, a Jaguar and splitting his estate into three parts in his will all on a normal salary for his time

[fanficrocks]

Morse and friends

As an accompaniment to my earlier post about Morse and loneliness, especially how he sees himself as more alone than he actually is, here are some photos of him with those who consider themselves his friends. All photos from IMdB.

[iloveyoudie]

CTRL Freaks - Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes... BUT WITH ELECTRIC SHOCKS!

[jessdoesphotography]

[bullet-prooflove]

Bruises: Endeavour Morse x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989

There’s blood on Morse’s face, it runs in rivets down his features from the split skin across the bridge of his nose. Bruising blossoms across his cheek, a beautiful shade of indigo that reminds you of the evenings the two of you spend walking in Blenheim Park.

“Oh Ed.” You say fondly, your fingertips skirting along the edges of it as you linger in his doorway. “They’ve certainly made a mess of you haven’t they?”

Ed…

The vocalisation of the word warms something deep down in the depths of his chest, underneath the bruised ribs and aching muscles. You’re the only one that has ever called him that, the only person who sees him as something more than just a copper.

“A hell of a mess.” He responds, his voice barely more than a rasp. “They bloodied my shirt and everything.”

You can see it, the collar stained with crimson, the burgundy droplets soaking into the starched white fabric. He watches you with wild, cornflower blue eyes as you drink in the sight of him, this messy, broken man that stands before you.

“I can take care of that.” You murmur, your thumb gently caressing his bruised cheek. “I can take care of you if you let me.”

He closes his eyes, savouring the tenderness of your touch. He’s been alone too long, he thinks. He isn’t used to being the focus of someone’s attention, he doesn’t feel worthy of it.

“Ed.” You say softly. “I don’t have to stay the night. Just an hour or two to make sure you get settled.”

He should tell you to leave, to go home, worry about yourself but he can’t because deep down he craves this, the affection, the intimacy, all of the things that he’s been lacking in his life until he met you.

“Alright.” He whispers, his lips brushing over the base of your palm. “Just for an hour.”

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[too-antigonish]

Ludo is actually...

So maybe someone else has noticed this before and I've just missed it, but I kind of had a shock this weekend.

As a librarian who has also done a lot of genealogy work, I've sort of ended up as my family's historian.  During an informal reunion this weekend I was asked to look up some information about a couple of relatives that emigrated from Belgium to America after WWI—in particular, a certain Uncle Louis.

For Belgium pre-WWI, your main resource in tracking where people were, who they married, what their children were called, and even what their professions were, are church records. And because Belgium was an overwhelmingly Catholic country, most of those records used not the common, everyday version of your name, but the official baptismal version of your name—the one in Latin.

What does this have to do with Uncle Louis? The Latin version of Louis—and thus his baptismal name—was Ludovicus. In Belgium, people with that baptismal name tend to go by Louis or Lodewijk or even Ludo in daily life. 

Suddenly, bells went off in my head. If you're Italian and your baptismal name is Ludovicus, you would generally go by Luigi or Ludovico or Ludo in daily life.

However, what's most relevant here is that these are *all* forms of the same name: LEWIS! So in S7,  Morse's primary antagonist is given the same name as the man who will one day become his staunchest ally. 

That's interesting…

[mozzzz05]

I honestly forget that DeBryn isn’t canonically queer, like picturing that man with a woman is just wrong. Like, look at his little bow tie, he’s too cunty for that

[no-where-new-hero]

see all the people who told me to read various books and watch various shows actually failed me utterly because no one told me to watch inspector morse, and 1980s British dark academia mystery television is the most me coded genre you can possibly imagine 🤨

[wildwildtarget]

Inspector Morse || The Dead of Jericho LEWIS || Allegory of Love

[but-a-humble-goon]

If you've never watched Inspector Morse that's fine, I've never really watched Inspector Morse but I feel like I wouldn't be doing my civic duty if I didn't share with you all one of the most haunting soundtracks I've ever heard in my life to this day.

[hurricane-eva]

Watching Trove and I had to pause it so I could just cackle at this at my leisure:

Dorothea: Who do you fancy to win?

Morse: When I was a child, my father took me to a County Show. The stockmen led beeves around a field. The winner got a rosette. The loser got a bolt through their skull.

Dorothea: ...it's just a bit of fun, Morse.

[fanficrocks]

Saturday to the Max

Morse and Max in the latter’s garden… something has to be lovely

Love that smile despite the gristly job he is doing. And the flowers in the background!

The older Max from IM - also with a floral prop

Picture from James Bradshaw’s twitter. No flowers, but we have Shaun and beaming smiles on both of them!

[sirkassandra]

Season4, Ep.2 Canticle.

[hyacinthgirlboy]

brat summer is OVER it's fictional detective fall now