Starting off with a couple of quick things: today's (and most of the week's) brain-melting YouTube vid is
the song that doesn't end with Lamb Chop. I have a thing for eternal songs. Once, as a kid, I walked around the kitchen table singing 250 verses of "en elefant promenerade". (For those of you who aren't Swedish, the lyrics in translation of that one are, "One elephant took a walk on a tiny little spiderweb. He thought that was so interesting that he went to fetch another elephant. Two elephants took a walk...) I'm amazed Dad didn't throw me out of the kitchen. Lamb Chop's song is better, though, very catchy.
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Today's Anders & Måns quote (thank God I have something to watch even when there's no Lost to download): "If tastes were The Beatles, umami would be that drummer who quit the band before the breakthrough. And he would taste of broth."
And a bonus one, apropos the fish smelt smelling more like cucumber than cucumber does: "You could say that smelt isn't just a fish, but also a salad and a perfume."
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As for the more long-ish TV talk:
Sunday's Torchwood wasn't all that good, no. Sure, it was scary in a couple of places (especially that car-on-an-empty-road scene in the beginning), and gross in a couple of more, but I have a thing for motives. I like them. Bad or nonexisting motives make me feel like Billy Crystal in Throw Momma Off the Train, trying to explain to Danny DeVito why his story needs more than a man in a hat killing another man in a hat.
Seeing the same idiotic murder spree with the same idiotic non-motive on two separate shows within a year makes me seriously grumpy. I just can't suspend my disbelief long enough to buy this setup:
"The people of our village have been cannibalizing people every ten years since pretty much forever. It's a tradition."
"Why?"
"We like it."
Ugh. It didn't even have the insane little girl who half-saved The Benders for me.
Also, while I was never as anti-Owen as some people on my flist, and I can even admit that he's kind-of-sort-of good-looking in a Christian Slaterish way, but something about him and Gwen together in that final scene really creeped me out. Maybe it's that they're supposed to be all cuddly and sharing with each other, when nothing has so much as indicated that kind of relationship between them before. Sex =/= emotional intimacy.
And Jack's still no fun.
Conclusion: last week was better. I'm not willing to give up quite yet, but I don't know how long I'll last.
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I meant to talk about Heroes and maybe some old Veronica Mars eps too, but truth is I'm much too tired. Maybe tomorrow.