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timeripple) wrote2009-03-29 11:54 pm
timeripple) wrote2009-03-29 11:54 pm
This evening's other post
Last Saturday I went to a Crooked Still concert, which was (predictably) awesome. Sunday there was a potluck brunch/fiddle house concert/party, which was most interesting and full of tasty food. Today was gloriously rainy, which put me in a good mood. Ever since LA, I have trouble with unoccupied bright sunny days. They make me feel trapped and paranoid, like I should be doing something and don't know what, and I can't decide whether to run around for no reason in the nice weather or lock myself in a dark cellar until it goes away.
Rainy days, now. Those I'll happily run around in for no reason, and then come in out of the wet and not feel guilty about being on the other side of the windowpane.
I don't know. Maybe that's just what spring fever means.
...
I'm taking a break from MARS, as it's been a bit slow. I decided to give Gokusen 3 another shot, because it's been a few months since I saw Gokusen 2 and the first episode has an awesome fake-out. And I do love a good fake-out. I found the Moribito anime, too, and it looks gorgeous. Must watch at some point.
I started watching Himitsu no Hanazono a couple weeks ago, mostly because I'd seen Kaname Jun in Ryuusei no Kizuna and Maya Miki in various things. It... turned out to be less cracktastic than the setup would lead one to believe. (The setup: Tsukiyama, a fashion editor, is reassigned to be the editor/ minder for the nation’s bestselling shoujo manga artist, a woman named Hanazono Yuriko. Turns out “Hanazono Yuriko” is really four brothers, aged 18 to 33, and boy do they have family issues.)
(Although, seriously? A laid-off fashion editor is reassigned to babysit the bestselling shoujo manga artist in the country, and it’s a demotion? ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!)
But the relationships and personal issues actually make sense and hold together remarkably well, despite their improbability. The main character, despite being a young and occasionally silly woman in a jdrama tradition that doesn't quite know what to do with feminism, regularly stands up for herself and does her job the way she sees fit. She doesn’t back down from the brothers’ issues and holds her own against a variety of opponents. There are some minor characters who are annoying and obviously serve no point except for some improbable exposition, but one of them is played by the actor who plays the psychic boy in Hana Kimi, so I forgive him. Overall much better and more cohesive than I expected. Very enjoyable!
...
And now, for a change of pace, I found the first season of Alias in the library. So good! My dad and I used to watch it together before I went to college, and then there was a devoted audience that gathered religiously in the West living room on Tuesday evenings.
This is the show to go to if you want heartwrenching angst and rabid OTP goodness along with your spy antics. I’d forgotten just how much happens in this season-- I'm about two-thirds through and Sark’s just shown up, and one of the long-term big reveals happened, and the one where they break into the Vatican and fail to get dinner at Vaughn’s favorite restaurant. SO MUCH STUFF. I love almost all the characters, good guys and bad guys and guys of moral ambiguity (i.e., everybody). (Except for Will, because I don’t like him or his reporter subplot any more now than I did when I first saw it. Seriously, how stupid can one person be? Oh, and Weiss for some reason. I dunno why.)
But everyone else I squee and flail over! Sydney! Jack! Anna Espinoza! Dixon! Marshall and his gadgets! Vaughn! Sloane! I love to hate Sloane. He’s so... so creepy and short and-- and unshaven! And Sark, who’s just shown up and will eventually be awesome in a blond, amoral kind of way. :D:D:D LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH. Every few episodes there’ll be one that ends with a slightly less-cliffhangy cliffhanger, so that’s where I take my breaks. Augh, the cliffhangers used to drive me NUTS back when it was airing. Thank goodness for DVDs.
I’ve been re-reading a tiny bit of Herodotus the past couple of evenings, too. I think I like him better this time around, although it appears I’ve forgotten everything I ever knew about the Greek pluperfect. Sigh. This renewed determination might have something to do with Alias-- in college I used to bring Hansen & Quinn downstairs to the living room and conjugate things during commercial breaks. Good times.
Rainy days, now. Those I'll happily run around in for no reason, and then come in out of the wet and not feel guilty about being on the other side of the windowpane.
I don't know. Maybe that's just what spring fever means.
...
I'm taking a break from MARS, as it's been a bit slow. I decided to give Gokusen 3 another shot, because it's been a few months since I saw Gokusen 2 and the first episode has an awesome fake-out. And I do love a good fake-out. I found the Moribito anime, too, and it looks gorgeous. Must watch at some point.
I started watching Himitsu no Hanazono a couple weeks ago, mostly because I'd seen Kaname Jun in Ryuusei no Kizuna and Maya Miki in various things. It... turned out to be less cracktastic than the setup would lead one to believe. (The setup: Tsukiyama, a fashion editor, is reassigned to be the editor/ minder for the nation’s bestselling shoujo manga artist, a woman named Hanazono Yuriko. Turns out “Hanazono Yuriko” is really four brothers, aged 18 to 33, and boy do they have family issues.)
(Although, seriously? A laid-off fashion editor is reassigned to babysit the bestselling shoujo manga artist in the country, and it’s a demotion? ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!?!?!)
But the relationships and personal issues actually make sense and hold together remarkably well, despite their improbability. The main character, despite being a young and occasionally silly woman in a jdrama tradition that doesn't quite know what to do with feminism, regularly stands up for herself and does her job the way she sees fit. She doesn’t back down from the brothers’ issues and holds her own against a variety of opponents. There are some minor characters who are annoying and obviously serve no point except for some improbable exposition, but one of them is played by the actor who plays the psychic boy in Hana Kimi, so I forgive him. Overall much better and more cohesive than I expected. Very enjoyable!
...
And now, for a change of pace, I found the first season of Alias in the library. So good! My dad and I used to watch it together before I went to college, and then there was a devoted audience that gathered religiously in the West living room on Tuesday evenings.
This is the show to go to if you want heartwrenching angst and rabid OTP goodness along with your spy antics. I’d forgotten just how much happens in this season-- I'm about two-thirds through and Sark’s just shown up, and one of the long-term big reveals happened, and the one where they break into the Vatican and fail to get dinner at Vaughn’s favorite restaurant. SO MUCH STUFF. I love almost all the characters, good guys and bad guys and guys of moral ambiguity (i.e., everybody). (Except for Will, because I don’t like him or his reporter subplot any more now than I did when I first saw it. Seriously, how stupid can one person be? Oh, and Weiss for some reason. I dunno why.)
But everyone else I squee and flail over! Sydney! Jack! Anna Espinoza! Dixon! Marshall and his gadgets! Vaughn! Sloane! I love to hate Sloane. He’s so... so creepy and short and-- and unshaven! And Sark, who’s just shown up and will eventually be awesome in a blond, amoral kind of way. :D:D:D LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH. Every few episodes there’ll be one that ends with a slightly less-cliffhangy cliffhanger, so that’s where I take my breaks. Augh, the cliffhangers used to drive me NUTS back when it was airing. Thank goodness for DVDs.
I’ve been re-reading a tiny bit of Herodotus the past couple of evenings, too. I think I like him better this time around, although it appears I’ve forgotten everything I ever knew about the Greek pluperfect. Sigh. This renewed determination might have something to do with Alias-- in college I used to bring Hansen & Quinn downstairs to the living room and conjugate things during commercial breaks. Good times.