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Sneaky As Shit Trickery

I wish I’d made this post earlier today because then I’d remember more details, but I’ll do my best now, 12 hours later.

It started as me in college, but it was like this giant dream college that I’ve created in my mind before. It’s sort of centered around a mall, and there are enormous wings of the building where the dorms are located. There are also crazy huge elevators that transport you from one level to another.

So I was in the this giant elevator going to my particular wing of the dorms and there was this asian girl who I just randomly felt connected with. We chatted it up and sort of hit it off in an awkward college student kind of way. Then the dream transitioned to a thriller/action/chase movie. Akin to the previous night’s dream where I was being chased by my enemies. And I also became the female asian character, whom I chose to identify as Boomer from Battlestar Galactica. HA.

So it was me (Boomer), the leader (my love interest), and another dude. We were running down Mississippi River Blvd away from our enemies who I can only describe as vaguely akin to “ninja white walkers.” We were always looking behind us to see if they were coming around the corner. The reality was they were always less than a mile behind us.

Whilst in the elevator I had packed my b-pack full of gifts and other small doo-dads. Naturally, in order to make us faster, I had to chuck a bunch of that stuff, much to my chagrin. I didn’t fight it, but I wasn’t thrilled about it. There was snow on the ground so the three of us hid our extra things in the snowbanks in an attempt to hide our tracks.

We hid our things and there was snow no more, and we went into this house that I guess we somehow knew was empty… like the residents were super rich and were on a vacation. Then our group of refugees was larger, like a dozen people maybe. We were divvying up rooms, taking showers, feeling like we could take a brief break from all our worries (BSG reference? anybody?), but then I guess it was clear that our ruse wouldn’t work on the ninja white walkers. So suddenly we were instructed to pack up and get ready to move. Where to, we weren’t sure, but we had to get out of there.

Turns out this Uber rich couple had a massive basement akin to a mall, and they had a lego store and I guess we were meant to hide in the Lego store warehouse. At this point there’s been constant tension between me (Boomer) and my love interest, just like knowing that we don’t want to get separated, and in general that we don’t want to cede to the power of ninja white walkers.

At this point I woke up, but I imagined that there was a giant Lego globe, possibly unfinished, in which our group hid whilst a few others, including our leader/my love interest would go confront the ninja white walkers. I insisted on joining cause I didn’t want to  leave my love and it was all sort of Matrix style. We were seemingly doomed but then we somehow miraculously, through the power of the human spirit, persevered. If not the human spirit than at least sneaky as shit trickery.

So that didn’t do justice to the actual dream I don’t think, but again, this is 12 hours later. And 3 Bud Light Lime’s down.

So without any proper conclusion:

Lator Gatorz.

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Some Thoughts on The Hunger Games Movie

I haven’t posted on here in a while and one would think seeing The Hunger Games in theaters a few weeks ago would inspire a rant on how it good it was. But, strangely, it did not. And it wasn’t because it was bad, in fact I enjoyed it very much. I went and saw it again by myself. But for all it’s awesomeness and faithfulness to the books and the great acting, I can’t say it inspired me to write about how much I enjoyed it. Maybe I just expected it to be good and was thusly not surprised when it was??

Let me start off by saying that visually, it was pretty much exactly what I imagined in the books. I’ll owe that in part to Suzanne Collins for painting a clear picture, and to Gary Ross for having the vision to put it on screen. I wasn’t really sure what I thought the Capitol was going to look like. I suppose I never imagined the city as a whole, I just imagined each scene and each building and each room Katniss was in. Even when they were on the roof my focus wasn’t on the city itself. Overall though, I found the representation of the Capitol and especially the citizens to be RIGHT ON. Again, I didn’t have a fully formed picture of the zany things people  of the Capitol wore, but Gary Ross sort of filled that in for me.

I was underwhelmed by the Girl on Fire sequence. My personal opinion is that the fire needed to engulf them even more, like it was emanating from their pores. I also kind of imagined Katniss’ face looking like that of Natalie Portman in Black Swan when she’s full on Black Swanning. I was thinking equal parts gorgeous and lethal.

Cinna was underwhelming. There was basically not emotion in his performance. It wasn’t bad, it just sort of wasn’t there. I was pleasantly surprised by Haymitch, whom I suppose I was most worried about. I thought Woody Harrelson really got across the idea that Haymitch drank to escape his woes, and then as the Games go on he sort of straightens up just enough to help out Katniss. And of course, Effie was great. “That’s Mahogany!”

Loved it when Katniss attacks Peeta after he admits he loves her in his interview. It was a fave part in the book, just the physicality of it, and I loved it in the movie. Jennifer Lawrence is so badass.

Oh did I forget to mention how badass Jennifer Lawrence is? I mean, she’s basically the perfectly Katniss. Sure, I would have liked her to be a little more steely, but she really did embody that idea in the books that in her interview, for instant, she really just sort of became someone else for 5 minutes. And throughout the games she did managed to do a pretty good acting job. When Prim asks her if the thing with Peeta is real and she totally evades the question? Perfect. Though not sure if the weight of that relationship really came off on screen to people who hadn’t read the books. I’m not sure they established particularly well that they would pretend to be in love with one another, and then afterward once Katniss kissed Peeta in the cave it wasn’t clear that Katniss was faking it, and then at the very end it wasn’t totally clear that Katniss had basically told Peeta it was all a ruse. I mean, he was obviously upset about it, but they could have spelled it out with one more line of dialogue or something.

For the record, I didn’t like the love story in the books, I didn’t like it in the movies. Although while I’ve never been much of a Peeta fan, Josh Hutcherson gave him a real authenticity that I didn’t get from the books. In the books he was too good and perfect, and in the movies, while his character held to that, he didn’t seem like a total deer in the headlights. He seemed to have the potential for flaws whereas in the books he was just nice and helpful all the time no matter how much Katniss mistreated him.

Prim was awesome. Rue was cute as a button. Mutts were disappointing. They moved well but they didn’t look very real, both in their design and in their execution CGI-wise. That’s probably just a result of the lower budget.

Gamemaker room was AWESOME.

“Contain IT.” ~ President Snow to Seneca Crane gave me the shivers. Adding more President Snow was PERFECT. His character emphasized the political undertones of the film which come across in the books via Katniss’ thoughts, but without Snow in the movies that idea probably would have been missing completely.

Katniss’ fight with Clove was BADASS. Clove has always kind of been my favorite evil tribute. Just the fact that she can throw knives is pretty fucking badass.

Loved the movie, can’t wait to see Catching Fire, though rumor has it Gary Ross won’t be directing, which would be a damn shame. As long as they get a good director to do the second installment… I’ll be nervous about it until I hear definitive news.

And yeah, I think that’s all I’m going to say on that.

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Could this post BE any more random??

Warning: The title of this post has almost nothing to do with the actual content of this post. Or is it the other way around????

Am I the only person who finds Kate Winslet’s character’s death in Contagion rather sudden? Admittedly, I watched the film in about 3 parts. I was forced to pause twice because I had other stuff to do, but considering the import placed upon her character, as the main investigator sent by the C.D.C., I was surprised that she just bit the dust almost as soon as she was infected.

The whole movie was kind of that way. I mean, it had a definite arc to it, but that particular arc seemed stunted to me.

Just wanted to share that. Ever since I saw it. :-\

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I’m In Love With Lady Mary

I’m not really in love with Lady Mary of Downton Abbey. While I’m a fan of the show and have come to like the character of Lady Mary very much, I am most certainly not in love with her. I am however in love with Anna and Daisy and Gwen. And I think in a very homely kind of way High Bonneville (Lord Grantham) is very dreamy. He just seems like the sweetheart that he is in the show. I digress.

I dreamt that I was living in a college-like building and me and some of my friends went downstairs to do something. It’s been many hours since I had this dream so my memories of it have faded significantly. As a point of interest, earlier in the night I had a dream that I thought would be worthwhile to remember and write down and I thought I had remembered it until I had this dream involving Lady Mary. So that’s unfortunate but just the way it goes I guess. So we went downstairs and we were meeting up with somebody for some reason and the characters in the dream sort of shifted to fictional characters, and one of my friends shifted into Lady Mary, but it was still modern times, but saving face for the family as if  it were 1920 was still important.

We were making some sort of trade with this person and I guess he proceeded to try and get away with stealing from us? I guess he was trying to get a set of keys. Or NO, we were trading him something in order to get our set of keys back. We gave him what he wanted and then he briskly walked away with our keys. My normal, real life reaction probably would have been to stand there bewildered at his dishonesty, but for one reason or another I felt like I had to impress Lady Mary and our other mutual friend there and I immediately chased him into the parking lot to get my G.D. keys back. AND I DID so BOO YAAA.

I returned to the building, and half of the first floor had turned into a bar scene and Lady Mary and our other friend were waiting for me to bring honor and victory back to the group. I was supposed to be the hero and when I returned the set of keys to her she was eternally grateful and at that point the dream had been shifting toward our budding romance and that was the heroic moment in which our destiny was sealed. The dream continued and we continued to flirt, but then then somehow it ended with my looking at random dream versions of my childhood memories regarding my hockey career. Whaaaaaatttttt?? I don’t know how or why it went there, but it did, and so it was a somewhat disappointing ending to the dream.

The funny part of the whole thing was that after the dream was over, and to be honest, I kind of ended it myself because I was tired to looking through dream-version memories, I woke up, turned over, looked at the clock, and it was 11:01am. No fucking joke. I think I went to sleep at about 2:45am, which to be fair it quite late, but I usually wake up anywhere between 9am and 10:30am and can’t physically force myself to sleep any longer, but today I woke up, straight out of a dream, at 11:01am SHARP, and got out of bed about 5 minutes later, which is also fairly rare. Usually I lay in bed for at least 15 minutes after waking up.

Ahhhh the beauties of being unemployed/not working the morning/not having to be anywhere or look completely put together. =)

P.s. I’m a few glasses of wine down so I’m really hoping this post makes sense.

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Supercharged Raging Hormones

I had a SUPER horny dream last night. Just shy of dream porn I was basically dry humping some blonde model type and was about to secretly and shamefully hook up with him in the attic until I was found out by someone else that resembled Victoria Grayson from Revenge.

Then, after that erotically charged sequence, I was walking around a school doing something and then of course, eventually ended up looking for my car in the parking lot. But during all my walking around the school I ran into like half a dozen guys that I had at one point or another either dated, hooked up with, flirted with, or generally been seriously interested in jumping their bones, and might I add for my own pride, they me. Though since this is all made up in my head, I’m not sure that’s actually a compliment, probably more vanity and insecurity.

I’m gonna go out on a limb (not really) and say it was raging hormones from “my grandma falling.” Don’t worry, my real grandma didn’t fall. That’s a code phrase I use for something that maybe somebody out there in the world has heard of before. Not one person I’ve ever said that to has heard of it, but I feel like the person I heard it from can’t be the only person who says, so I’m oddly hoping that one day I’ll say it to some random person and they’ll know exactly what I’m talking about and we’ll become bosom friends like on Anne of Green Gables. Well, ok, probably not really. But I will be genuinely surprised if anybody I say it to actually knows what the hell I’m talking about.

I don’t trust my relationship with the internet enough to reveal what the hell I’m talking about, but it wouldn’t take a genius to put together raging hormones and a healthy 24 year old young woman… think about it ladies. And men, this is something you don’t like to think about.

But seriously, guys, what do you have to bitch about? Sure, you get the occasional unruly and embarrassing boner. Try bleeding from your crotch for a week. Oops! Just gave away my “secret”!!! *eye roll*


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Suburgatory Incest?

Last night I had a very interesting romantic dream. It was very much PG rated, but the twist was that my protagonists were the father/daughter duo from the ABC show Suburgatory. Except they weren’t father/daughter in this dream. In real life some people have said that the two actors have weird sexual chemistry for a father/daughter duo, and I would tend to agree, though I don’t actually think it’s as pronounced as some people make it out to be.

Anyway, so these were my two leads and it definitely was a love story about an older man and a younger woman. Like a 40 year old and a 22 year old. The dream was primarily from the older guys perspective, but I will say that I identified with the younger woman. I’ve never been attracted to a man that much older than me, but still, it kind of opened up the possibility to me in a way. I felt like I appreciated the emotions at play, regardless of the taboo.

So I can’t remember if the guy was married or not, but there was some sort of gathering at which he and the girl were both at. Said gathering had ended  and/or moved on, and he very clearly felt attracted to her. She noticed his attention and wasn’t sure what to make of it but wasn’t totally averse to it. She had left her coat on a chair and he grabbed it for her and it was a subtle romantic gesture.

Skip ahead a bit and there was an activity that the group did where the guy and the girl were paired together. It was like a roller coaster ride or something random like that. That is when they sort of became friends, and began their attraction courtship.

Skip ahead even more, to the evening, and the group os doing yet another activity. This time the guy has decided he’s done for the night so he’s gone to his hotel room to watch tv and go to bed. The girl has gone to the activity but eventually decides it’s not for her and she’d rather hang out with her new friend. So she puts on her PJs and grabs a pillow and heads over to the guys room. It’s not like she’s walking in there with expectations of sexy times. On the contrary it’s more akin to the movie Friends With Benefits with Justin Timberlake and Mila Kunis. They simply get along and enjoy spending time together. She’s just looking for someone to hang out with who’s she’s actually interested in hanging out with.

So that’s basically when the dream ended. I think I dreamt earlier that they almost kissed, like they just barely started leaning in toward one another but then were interrupted by someone giving them instructions on their next activity. Whatever this activity program is… what a let down, am I right? Haha. Since it ended and I enjoyed it, I continued it in my head and decided that they had a good time watching bad tv and rimming each other and their corny movie tastes. Then they fall asleep, at first very much on opposite sides of the bed, then they pull a Chuck & Sarah and wake up in the morning wrapped around one another. Nothing has happened, but they are clearly very much at ease with one another. And from there the rest is dream history.

They lived happily ever after. =) Even though they had a 20 year age difference. They were just meant for each other *swoon*.

So I appreciated the dream for its addressing a societal taboo, and realized I could appreciate two people falling in love because they are very simply a perfect match, what is considered “the norm” aside.

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46 Minutes of Perfect Television.

To continue my Dollhouse posting rampage…

The episode “Beginning” in season 2 is possibly one of the most perfect 46 minutes of television I’ve ever witnessed. I am SO GLAD I have been re-awakened to its perfection. I wish I could do justice to it like Mark of Mark Reads and Watches surely would, and in fact, if memory serves, Dollhouse is on his list of tv shows to watch and review. Nonetheless, I’ll do my best to explain the perfection of this episode.

First of all, it features Sierra, my favorite supporting character. I actually think I like her more on this show than Eliza Dushku. Dichen Lachman needs a lead role like fo’ realz. She kills in this episode, literally and metaphorically. Throughout the series she has played the spectrum of personalities. She has played innocent and sweet, she has played bad ass assassin, racist southern belle, BFF to Topher… I mean, that’s not even scratching the surface. Oh yeah, she also played a forensic expert from the Centers for Disease Control. Joss Whedon said in an episode commentary that Dichen Lachman was always game to do whatever weird and crazy shit she was asked to do. And that commitment shines brightly.

Secondly, the emotional arc of the story if mutha fuckin’ intense. From the first scene you know things are going to be grim because we actually start at the meeting that led Priya, a.k.a. Sierra, into the Dollhouse. Thus far in the series all we know is a man named Nolan raped Sierra and she couldn’t deal with the trauma so she escaped her burdens by joining the Dollhouse. Sierra and Victor confronted Nolan briefly, and without resolution, really, in the season 1 episode “Needs.” At their parting Sierra says threateningly, “You’ll see me again.” I believed her then, and the girl was not lying.

Lastly, the execution of this episode is absolute perfection – the writing, the directing, the acting – every moment absolutely pulls at your heart strings, and on so many levels all at the same time. Gosh, I don’t even know where to start. First, there’s the obvious disturbing fact that Sierra is unknowingly engaging in romantic sessions with the man who traumatized her. Then there is Sierra and Victor’s ongoing basic-human-instinct love connection to root for. Then there’s Topher, who up until now has been pretty moral-less, and now he’s suddenly faced with a situation in which he is forced to face reality – that the people he imprints are actually people. Oh, and did I forget to mention DeWitt? She’s getting the smack down from her boss over this whole situation and she’s forced to compromise her own already skewed moral compass. Angsty episode, no?

The moment you realize, or rather, remember who Nolan is, you feel sick. This guy is sick; this situation is completely disturbing. And Sierra, even as a doll, has this instinct that something is wrong; that she doesn’t like “it” whatever “it” is. And sweet, sweet Victor is do enamored by her that he tries to destroy the thing that he thinks is making Sierra unhappy. I mean, how cute is that? They are like little innocent children and they still have this intense connection with one another that can’t be broken, even with having their minds wiped and re-wiped 5 days a week. Joss is totally right, there is something very romantic about that. So when Nolan decides to get super disgusting he demands Sierra be imprinted to stay with him forever. And Adelle succumbs. Frankly, I think it’s a smidge cowardly of her, but considering the fact that she needs skewed morals in the first place to run a dollhouse, it’s not totally surprising. She feels a great weight and responsibility toward her charges, and if she’s forced to sacrifice one doll to keep the rest in her care, she’ll do it, albeit grudgingly. She doesn’t trust anyone else to take care of these dolls like she does.

At this point I looked at the dvd player and it was only half way through the episode and I realized I had forgotten most of what happened next. I knew Sierra would return to the Dollhouse but I couldn’t remember exactly how. Knowing Victor was going to sit by that pillar until Sierra returned… GUH! Heartbreaking x infinity. They both think she’s coming back, but we, the viewer, and the handlers, and Topher and DeWitt, know she’s not. The beauty of innocence and ignorance. I suspected Topher of imprinting Sierra with some sort of ass kicking trickster, but I had forgotten that he actually imprinted her with her original identity, Priya. And in the scene where Priya confronts Nolan I thought surely he’s imprinted her with some extra kung fu skills, so she could kill Nolan cleanly, but that was not the case apparently. Priya still wins, but she’s left with an even greater trauma, that of having murdered another human being. Add a bullet point to the list of traumas in her life that she can’t live with.

The most shocking reveal of the episode however comes when we learn that not only did Nolan raper her, but he effectively tortured her as well. Nolan is some kind of doctor and when Priya wouldn’t submit to him, he had her institutionalized and pumped her full of drugs to make her crazy. Oh, but the plot has yet to thicken. Nolan has ties to Rossum and the Dollhouse, and that’s the whole reason DeWitt was forced to let Sierra go. They don’t say it outright in the show, but it seems pretty clear that Nolan was drugging Sierra in purpose so that he could get her into the Dollhouse and play her however he liked for the rest of his sick and twisted life. This guy might as well be a serial killer the lengths he went to to get what he wanted. What a fucking sicko. So we learn Priya didn’t volunteer for the dollhouse like the other featured actives did, she was forced to join by her rapist. Everybody, including Topher, thought she was simply a paranoid schizophrenic and left it at that.

By the end of the episode Nolan is dead and chopped into pieces, Priya is horribly scarred by her experience, and Topher recognizes his own moral indiscretions and faults, and DeWitt as well, to a certain extent. Priya and Topher have this incredible conversation, right before he wipes her back in Sierra, about what they’ve all just been through. One of the more poignant tendrils of that conversation is regarding the morality of her own situation as a doll. When Topher met crazy Priya in the institution he was promising her a better life… but is being a doll really a better life?? She went from being one man’s slave, to an organization’s slave. Why she isn’t more antagonistic toward the dollhouse I don’t know, maybe because plot-wise it wouldn’t do for Sierra not to be there, but the idea that what she’s been through at the dollhouse is actually almost worse than her real life traumas is gut wrenching. The audience is left in Topher’s shoes by the end. What he did for her, in the past and in the present, was arguably for her own safety and sanity… but it was also very very wrong. And that ambiguity and hypocrisy is what Dollhouse is all about. Every character on that show has some flaw that has brought them to where they are right now. There is something in them that is not completely honorable. Getting the audience to empathize and identify with them nonetheless? That’s just good story telling.

Dichen Lachman does some incredible acting in that last scene (which interestingly was the first scene they shot for episode… WOW), but the most impressive bit for me was after she’s begged Topher to erase these most recent memories when it’s time for her to “wake up,” and she’s crying, and she lays down in the chair and gets wiped. You can see her facial expression soften and relax, and she sits up with that blank look on her face and says, “Did I fall asleep?” and SHE’S STILL GOT TEARS RUNNING DOWN HER FACE!! She’s not crying anymore, but those tears that 10 seconds ago were coming from Priya, are now just phantoms of something else. Those are Priya’s tears on Sierra’s face. They really are two different people. They have the same body, but they are not the same person. Some might argue the actives in their doll-state are not people, but I think they might as well be, and when Sierra returns to Victor, who is still loyally waiting at  his post, with his big innocent puppy dog eyes, my heart just broke again. Having them sleep in the same pod might go a smidge too far in terms of their innocence, I mean, it’s not like they were doing anything inappropriate, it was actually very sweet, but it felt like in the past the handlers and minders and what not were trying to keep them apart, to prevent glitches or something, and now all of a sudden they’re letting them sleep together? I’m all for the relationship development, but it just seemed off course from what they’d already established.

I’m sure once I publish this I’ll realize some other things I wanted to hit upon, but it’s late and I should probably go to bed. I will try and dream about romantic things á la Victor and Sierra. Damn I love them together. I would love nothing more than to see them as love interests in a movie or on a tv show. They have crazy good chemistry. To be fair though, I think they are two actors that tend to have chemistry with everybody. Which I think is another strength of this show. The lead actors have great chemistry with one another that you root for, but they also can have chemistry with others guest actors who you also can root for simultaneously, for example Eliza Dushku and Patton Oswalt. Or Enver Gjokaj and Olivia Williams. Not to mention the surprisingly convincing chemistry betwixt Doc Saunders and Boyd. That relationship was definitely more convincing the second time around. Interesting how your opinion can change over a long period of time without seeing something.

Well, I’ve written almost 2000 words on the subject of “Beginnings” because it’s seriously one of the most perfect 46 minutes of television I’ve ever seen. Hopefully I’ve properly described why this episode deserves so high an honor. Though the simplest explanations are Dichen Lachman and the writers of the episode – Jed Whedon and Maurissa Tancharoen.

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Quick Follow-Up

Dollhouse supporting cast:

Dichen Lachman: Bad ass-est Aussie this side of Hugh Jackman. I understand she has a non-traditional hollywood look that some ass holes would suggest would limit the kinds of roles she’ll get, but that’s just narrow-minded. She’s a bad ass. I’m glad she got that part on Being Human. She was a bad ass doll on Dollhouse, and now she’s a bad ass vampire on Being Human.

Enver Gjokaj: I don’t know if I spelled that last name right, but I’m too lazy to look it up on imdb. What a lovely handsome young man! Joss is right, it’s those big doe eyes when he’s Victor and he’s totally innocent. And then when he’s imprinted to woo DeWitt – YUM-MY. I don’t know why he hasn’t gotten more roles cause he’s a damn good looker.

Amy Acker: I don’t completely understand her appeal, she seems a little one-note, but she does Doc Saunders like nobody’s business. Those scars are mood-dy. And she plays the Doc with such vulnerability. I don’t like her season 2 character arc. But when she/we learned she was a doll, O. M. F. G. One of many awesome reveals on the show, BY FAR.

Miracle Laurie: I liked her more the first time around than I do now, but she’s pretty bangin’, I gotta say. Mellie bugs me, but November is pretty kick-ass. And where I pined for she and Paul to get together, I didn’t care so much this time around, like they lacked chemisty somehow in my mind’s eye this time. I don’t know.

Tahmoh Penikett: Another name I’m hoping I spelled close to correctly. I remember the first time around thinking he wasn’t anything special. But upon this most recent viewing I’ve warmed up to him. I mean, Tahmoh is a great looking guy, and he seems to be a good actor when he’s playing the moral center. I don’t feel particularly strongly about him, but I am not disappointed.

Olivia Williams: WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? Why she had to chop her hair in the second season I’ll never know, I think it made her look much older, but dayam what a morally corrupt -yet-ambiguous gangster. She is someone who is aesthetically pleasing to me.

That’s all I care to mention. I know there are other supporting characters, but I find them less interesting. I don’t have as much to say about them.

Now I’m gonna go watch Katherine McPhee on Jimmy Fallon.


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I don’t really have anything to say. I’ve been pretty uninspired this month I guess. February’s too short to think!

I’ve been re-watching Dollhouse, created by Joss Whedon and starring Eliza Dushku. I liked the first season for sure, but I’m two episodes into the second season and I already sort of remember why I disliked the second season. I actually have a lot of trouble putting it into words why I disliked it, but if I’m trying, I’ll say it’s because the story gets into a lot more mythology. Getting into mythology of a show is not a bad thing, and I am definitely not averse to it, but it seems rather disjointed. Things have moved forward too quickly, and confusingly so.

I would imagine it was expensive to shoot and it sounds like, based on the DVD special features, that they always felt like they were on the creative chopping block. Perhaps there was a lot of interference from the network preventing Joss and the Gang from exploring the characters and concept how he wanted. But it felt like the in second season they’d gotten a vote of confidence by being picked up for season 2 and I think they went too far. The show went suddenly from episodic with traces of mythology, to FULL ON IN YOUR FACE MYTHOLOGY and that’s probably what got it cancelled. I understand the desire to move the plot forward, both for your own curiosity and for the dedicated viewers, but I really think it worked to their disadvantage. There’s nothing wrong with a slow burn serial, and if the network execs are gonna be a bunch of dabblers and you’re gonna submit to their general ineptitude the outcome will be inevitable.

This all makes me curious how Fringe has stayed on the air so long, and during the same time Dollhouse was on. It must have gotten higher ratings at the time, but Fringe is just as serial as Dollhouse, I must just execute it better. The Fringe writers are probably a little more executive/network friendly. Joss Whedon is in his own little world and you have to just have faith in his madness/genius. Joss Whedon needs to get on Syfy or something. Seriously. I would probably die if Firefly was somehow resurrected. Of course it’s never going to happen, but wouldn’t you just DIE?! Just imagining watching new episodes of Firefly sends shivers down my spine and raises my adrenaline.

I digress.

Turns out I did have something to share. =)

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Rivers and Roads (The Chuck Finale)

I would like to share a few *~feelings~* about the Chuck series finale that aired a week ago.

First off, I haven’t watched Chuck religiously this past season because, let’s be honest, it isn’t the best tv show out there. It has gotten increasingly hammy and predictable. That being said, it still holds a part of my  heart. The characters are so god damn lovable and relatable. And it doesn’t hurt that the show has one of the greatest couples of all TV time.

Now, you might think that’s an awfully lofty thing to say but I have it on good authority from the writers of the show (via entertainment journalists, of course, I’m not tight with the Chuck writers) that during Chuck’s run, fans pulled a Bieber, though they technically preceded Bieber, and got extremely upset whenver they would tear Chuck and Sarah apart. I’m not the type to threaten to slit people’s throats in the middle of the night if two fictional characters they write about don’t end up together, but the movement, if it can be called as much, was clearly connecting very deeply with these two characters. I think it’s a real kudos to the chemistry between the actors, and the producers for having had the sense to cast them together. While Chuck isn’t the highest quality production on the planet, the lead character had more natural chemistry than real people have. And I mean real chemistry. I don’t mean just screen chemistry, I mean I can imagine then dating in real life and secretly hope such a thing will come to pass one day, perhaps it has already come and gone in secret, but I feel very confident in saying that Chuck and Sarah are one epic TV couple. I there were  a top, say, 20 list of most convincing TV couples, they should surely rank highly.

And that chemistry is what gives the Chuck series such gravitas and heart ache and warmth and despair and happiness and whimsy. It was INGENIOUS for the writers to focus the finale on Chuck and Sarah’s relationship because it has been what has kept the show going as long it has. People want to see Chuck and Sarah live happily ever after. It was further genius to tear them apart at the very end and have her almost kill Chuck multiple times but then come back from total distrust and suspicion to her good natured, intelligent self realizing that maybe these people aren’t so bad after all, even though she doesn’t remember who they are. (Was that a run-on sentence or what?)

That twist left the door open to recall some of the sweetest moments between Chuck and Sarah over the years. I can’t really name any at the moment except that the montage in the final scene on the beach is just that. Sarah’s mission logs… I wonder if she kept those logs after she Chuck were legitimately together. That would be a little bizarre, though surely not all her logs were about Chuck, at least not in the “here are my *~feelings~* about Chuck today” sense. Anywho, Sarah being told, by her self, that she once loved Chuck is a classic plot device, a la 50 First Dates, but it works so well. Yvonne Strahovski has never been better than in her final scenes.

Speaking of performances, I though Chuck was so pathetic and sappy… I know I’d be hated for saying that publicly so sorry to all my followers out there 😉 who love Chuck, but he is kind of an ugly crier… and I got a little tired of him telling her how much he loved her and blah blah blah. I was like I GET IT.

OK, but, OK!. The final beach scene! Not only is the beach incredibly beautiful and romantic but Sarah looked gorgeous and natural and Chuck looked verrryyyy handsome. Thank god he cut his hair all those season ago. The shag had long lost its luster with me, and society really. And Sarah was clearly vaguely remembering places and names, without context, but she understood their importance, and that was enough for me to be satisfied. I didn’t necessarily need her memory to return, though it is bittersweet that it apparently did not, but I actually think it opened a door to dream, if you will indulge my corny saying. I mean, clearly they are meant to be together. Anybody watching this show who thinks Chuck and Sarah wouldn’t end up together is a fool. In my opinion, the final scene quite clearly suggested that while Sarah didn’t get her memory back (because magic doesn’t exist in the Chuck world, ok? It’s not called Chuck Disney), she wanted it back, and she was perfectly willing to let herself fall in love with this man who was for all intents and purposes a stranger. Chuck and Sarah get to make new memories together, and Sarah will undoubtedly dig up snap shots of their past together over time, but it’s far more romantic for me to imagine that Chuck tries to recreate some of those magic moments for Sarah, both to try and jog her memory and also to make new ones.

Ok, enough about that, I think I’ve gone way off my train of thought. What’s new?

The SONG that played at the end though?! BRILLIANCE!! Rivers and Roads by The Head and The Heart – what a gorgeous song. And it kind of mirrors that uncertainty of the ending (though I’m certain of what happens). I don’t speak music, but it’s just beautiful, and it’s like:

Rivers and Roads

Rivers and Roads

Rivers til I meet you.

The words hadn’t struck me particularly while I watched the scene it played behind, but my mom, who is arguably less attached to the show as I am, immediately caught onto the words and found them rather poignant. And now, upon listening to the song on repeat whilst writing this post, I totally agree. It is endlessly hummable and harmonizable, and it builds up throughout the song, both in number of voices and in instrumental intensity (see? I don’t speak music), and by the end you’re inspired to love the person you love. You’re inspired to cross rivers and travel down endless roads to reach your one true love, just like Chuck is willing to do whatever it takes to get back to Sarah, so to speak. It’s like he physically can’t stop himself from being with her.

Actually, that sentiment kind of reminds me of the movie Like Crazy. Accept that movie has a less than happy ending where they realize time and distance has gradually torn them apart. But still, it’s that feeling early on where you are so in love with someone that you don’t want to be separated, and when you’re wrenched apart unexpectedly, after you’ve faced that initial shock and breakdown, you sort of submit yourself to the long haul. And that’s how I see Chuck and Sarah. Sarah may have lost her memories but Chuck will do basically whatever it takes to win her over again, because at this point he can’t be with anyone else. And luckily, Sarah decides that maybe these snap shots in her head that seem important really are real and are meaningful and that’s something worth  falling for.

Ok, I think that’s enough mish-mashed feelings. GEH. So many *~*~feelings~*~*. The love story I’ve always wanted to write, and am still working on, but am not there yet. *sigh*

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