My love for Miranda (AKA I have a new fandom obsession again)
I have now finished watching Miranda. Thing I want to do: Keep watching Miranda, even if it means re-watching the eps I've already watched. Thing I don't want to do: Anything else.
For those of you who haven't watched the show, it's a British sitcom (with a total of 12 half-hour eps so far) about a tall, clumsy woman in her mid-thirties who owns a joke shop, likes to play childish games, has a tendency to muck up any social situation, and has to deal with the fact that everyone she knows is more successful than she is. For those of you who are Scandinavians: She's kind of like an uncooler version of Nemi.
It's full of the kind of comedy that should be hitting my embarrassment squick, but it doesn't. I love it to pieces. Even though I'm about a foot shorter than Miranda, I relate to her to a ridiculous degree. I love watching her try to get through the day without accidentally telling anyone her children froze to death at Mount Everest, and I particularly love watching her invent games like ”how quickly can you pop bubblewrap” and ”catch jello that's flying from a blender.”
Then there's Gary Preston, the would-be love interest, who thankfully gets more and more on equal footing with her as the show progresses, so it's not just awkward girl with a hopeless crush on stunning man. Now, television is full of beautiful people, cool people, interesting people, people I sigh over and reblog gif posts of on Tumblr and daydream about. Much, much rarer is the category where I find myself wishing that they were real and dating me. I totally wish Gary Preston was real and dating me.
Failing that, I'm obviously shipping him and Miranda pretty hard. Not only is he stunning (played by Tom Ellis, AKA the guy Martha Jones didn't marry), but he's a good friend, with enough idiosyncracies of his own to actually be a good match for Miranda. And okay, there's the marrying a cute chick to get her a Green Card and then not telling the girl he was dating issue, which is obviously Not Good, but nobody's perfect and all that. :-)
And then, of course, there's everyone else. The loyal, sarcastic best friend Stevie (the Cyan to Miranda's Nemi), the awesomely posh, dominating mother, the even posher boarding school frenemy Tilly, and some guy called Clive. (Okay, he's Gary's boss. But that's not very important to the show, except that they both tend to appear in the restaurant where they work.) They're all a delight to watch.
If this sounds like your thing, or even if it doesn't (I wouldn't have pegged it as mine, either), I recommend watching this wonderful video by Charmax:
Walking on Sunshine
Or you could just watch Miranda's version of What Not To Wear, which was what convinced me to give this show a try in the first place.
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For those of you who haven't watched the show, it's a British sitcom (with a total of 12 half-hour eps so far) about a tall, clumsy woman in her mid-thirties who owns a joke shop, likes to play childish games, has a tendency to muck up any social situation, and has to deal with the fact that everyone she knows is more successful than she is. For those of you who are Scandinavians: She's kind of like an uncooler version of Nemi.
It's full of the kind of comedy that should be hitting my embarrassment squick, but it doesn't. I love it to pieces. Even though I'm about a foot shorter than Miranda, I relate to her to a ridiculous degree. I love watching her try to get through the day without accidentally telling anyone her children froze to death at Mount Everest, and I particularly love watching her invent games like ”how quickly can you pop bubblewrap” and ”catch jello that's flying from a blender.”
Then there's Gary Preston, the would-be love interest, who thankfully gets more and more on equal footing with her as the show progresses, so it's not just awkward girl with a hopeless crush on stunning man. Now, television is full of beautiful people, cool people, interesting people, people I sigh over and reblog gif posts of on Tumblr and daydream about. Much, much rarer is the category where I find myself wishing that they were real and dating me. I totally wish Gary Preston was real and dating me.
Failing that, I'm obviously shipping him and Miranda pretty hard. Not only is he stunning (played by Tom Ellis, AKA the guy Martha Jones didn't marry), but he's a good friend, with enough idiosyncracies of his own to actually be a good match for Miranda. And okay, there's the marrying a cute chick to get her a Green Card and then not telling the girl he was dating issue, which is obviously Not Good, but nobody's perfect and all that. :-)
And then, of course, there's everyone else. The loyal, sarcastic best friend Stevie (the Cyan to Miranda's Nemi), the awesomely posh, dominating mother, the even posher boarding school frenemy Tilly, and some guy called Clive. (Okay, he's Gary's boss. But that's not very important to the show, except that they both tend to appear in the restaurant where they work.) They're all a delight to watch.
If this sounds like your thing, or even if it doesn't (I wouldn't have pegged it as mine, either), I recommend watching this wonderful video by Charmax:
Walking on Sunshine
Or you could just watch Miranda's version of What Not To Wear, which was what convinced me to give this show a try in the first place.
This entry was originally posted at http://katta.dreamwidth.org/596082.html and has
comments there.