take the bitter with the sweet, and cry a river over me
It's hard to believe that, aside from the Christmas special, s02 of Misfits is over already. I mean, it feels like it just started.
I must say, first off, that this finale broke me just a little bit. Mainly because I love Simon the most of all of them (and considering how much I love every single last member of that group, that's saying something), and the expression on his face when he saw Nathan in the vegetative state and then found Alisha, Nikki, and (most heart-wrenchingly) Alisha dead just...omg, it broke me a little bit. I just wanted to hold him close cos he looked so broken. I think I fell in love with Simon/Alisha even more when I saw him cradle her body close. And to think, when I first found out they would be a thing eventually, I was weirded out...but, only three episodes of them being in a relationship, and I am totally sold on it and in love with them together. And I wanted to hug Nathan too when Kelly appeared to him to tell him she was dead. I think that, acting wise, Iwan Rheon and Robert Sheehan RULED this episode. I loved their scenes with their BFFs and the ladies of the group, and I love that Simon and Nathan are kind of becoming especially close. Poor Curtis doesn't get as much love I think, but if one pays attention, he doesn't seem to hang out with the rest of the group as much, especially since Nikki got involved with everything. Thank God time reset itself or I would have had to cut someone. Although, now we're back to Simon not knowing about he and Alisha, which is a bit heartbreaking. Though, I think that will be fixed with the Christmas special cos it looks like we get at least a few Simon/Alisha moments. Damn it, it needs to be Sunday now. (Seriously, Xmas special was a nice surprise cos I had no idea that Misfits would be having one).
The plot line for this one was hard for me to take seriously initially. I mean what was going to be so scary about a guy who has control over dairy products. I mean, when Kelly said, "That has to be the worst superpower ever," I nodded in agreement. My reaction was much like my expression watching the pilot episode of Sarah-Jane Adventures, where they had people being mind controlled by a drink called Bubbleshock. I like my sci-fi a bit weird, but even I have a "that is just plain laughable" point. But, I was pleasantly surprised. I mean, a person who can control any sort of dairy that enters your body and uses it against you is rather frightening. He could like de-calcify you or something if he really thought to, and what this guy *did* do was disturbing enough. I started to feel as though I had acid-reflux while watching it. My friend quirkyoppossum would be seriously screwed, as she practically lives off of milk.
But, I SO can't wait for Sunday. *stares at calendar*
Meme 1: 30 Day Meme -- Day 24: Something that Makes you Cry, in Great Detail
I'm not really much of a crier, on the whole. When I was younger I was. I cried about EVERYTHING when I was a kid -- a childish, lame insult. Getting kicked in the face with sand. Anything and everything and I would be sobbing. Then along came Joss Whedon and his awesome, convincing me I needed to suck it up if I wanted to be Buffy Summers at any point in the future, and then he ripped my still beating heart out of my chest on numerous occasions and shoved it down my throat for five series of Buffy and five series of Angel, and I think he killed any chance that most shows had of making me feel anything.
With the exception of Joan of Arcadia, which makes me sob in excess even on re-watches, and I couldn't tell you why, even to this day.
In real life, the things that get me down are few and far between because I live my days in a general state of apathy. I guess it's a side effect of being a nihilist. I don't see that anything really matters, therefore, what's the point in crying over it? I did cry at my friend Jenn's funeral and for the months after her death I was a walking bucket of tears and frayed nerves, like a leaky faucet that just couldn't be plugged. I'm past that point for the most part now. The only other thing that gets me upset is when I become convinced that being able to stay in England is something that's never going to happen (which occurs every few months). On those days, I am always tempted to grab all my British things and chuck them across the room and break them. Which would mean that I would have a pretty barren room, considering 85% of my belongings are British or related to Britain in some way. And then I would miss them the second I broke them, because really I'm just upset and owning this paraphernalia and such might be as close as I ever get to living there. Sometimes I am confident that I will eventually be a person with a visa to live abroad, but other days I'm equally positive it will never happen (and that's when the tears come).
When I do cry, I prefer to be alone, either in my shower or in my car. And preferably with BJ music blaring (as previously stated). Most of my crying is like Olivia's though. One or two tears, wipe them away, and then I'm done. But when I start sobbing, it's never-ending and I start to resemble Alice in Disney's Alice in Wonderland. Talk about crazy.
Day 01 - Introduction
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail
Day 04 - What you ate today, in great detail
Day 05 - Your definition of love, in great detail
Day 06 - Your day, in great detail
Day 07 - Your best friend, in great detail
Day 08 - A moment, in great detail
Day 09 - Your beliefs, in great detail
Day 10 - What you wore today, in great detail
Day 11 - Your siblings, in great detail
Day 12 - What’s in your bag, in great detail
Day 13 - This week, in great detail
Day 14 - What you wore today, in great detail
Day 15 - Your dreams, in great detail
Day 16 - Your first kiss, in great detail
Day 17 - Your favorite memory, in great detail
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday, in great detail
Day 19 - Something you regret, in great detail
Day 20 - This month, in great detail
Day 21 - Another moment, in great detail
Day 22 - Something that upsets you, in great detail
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better, in great detail
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry, in great detail
Day 25 - A first, in great detail
Day 26 - Your fears, in great detail
Day 27 - Your favorite place, in great detail
Day 28 - Something that you miss, in great detail
Day 29 - Your aspirations, in great detai
Day 30 - One last moment, in great detail
Meme 2-- Men of Awesome
Number 6:
Hatter from SyFy's Alice
Hatter: Do you know why they call me Hatter?
Alice: Because you wear a hat?
Hatter: (pauses a second, as though that hadn't occurred to him) No. Because I'm always there when they *pass* the hat...so to speak.
.....
Alice: I don't have a great history with liking guys.
Hatter: (sarcastically) There's a shock.
....
Alice: What do I do? If I get stuck here?
Hatter: Then I'll make sure you're okay.
It's rare to say that you've fallen in love with a character, sight unseen. But, in Hatter's case, I totally did. Even before he turned around in that lavish swivel chair, hat on his head and a cup of tea in his hand, I knew I would be in love. Cos his accent was just delectable -- West Yorkshire...yum. And he had just as luscious looks to go with them. But, I knew I would love him from the second I heard that accent go, "Would you like a cuppa tea?" Yeekers. I'm so easy.
Okay, let's get the superficial stuff out of the way first. Part of my love is entirely based on the fact that Hatter is an adorable, gorgeous, scruffy man. I mean, I love the way his hair curls around the brim of his hat, the way he rocks the guyliner, and that sexy stubble he maintains. (I have a thing for stubble...we all have our kinks, right?) And he totally owns that whole late 60s retro pastiche he's got going on. I mean, that silky, odd patterned shirt would look ridiculous on anyone else, especially with that tie he wears. But, it works on him. He's kind of got that whole chameleon outfit thing going, like the Doctor does, y'know? And his hands are yum...and I kind of want that ring. (I also have a thing for hands. I stare at them. I think it's cos of Matt Thiessen and hours of staring at him play guitar and piano). And speaking of hands, that sledgehammer of a right fist, is gorgeous and sexy as hell too. I mean, as a former martial artist, I always love a man who can throw a punch, and his sledgehammer is definitely not one I would want to be on the receiving end of catching. As a woman looking at a man, Andrew-Lee Potts as Hatter is just YUM YUM YUM. If I watch it while half asleep, I've been known to actually drool (Tru fax).
Personality wise, I just really love con men, and that's what Hatter is. Oh, he's still crazy of course, especially when he uses it as a failsafe for avoiding giving secrets away while being tortured, but his day job is just a sarcastic, flirty, con artist. He can bribe anyone and anything into trusting him. He'll help anyone FOR A PRICE. Unless you're Alice, cos then you get help for free. After all, he doesn't need a reason to "Help a pretty girl in a very wet dress." I have an innate love of men who can do slights of hand, get you to believe anything they want, and who are dead set on redeeming themselves and using their powers for good. (I swear, this does not bode well for my future romantic liaisons. I'll end up married to a mob boss, if I marry anyone).
And I could watch him do hat tricks all day. Interestingly, Andrew-Lee learned and did those tricks without a weighted hat (which is what is usually used). They didn't have enough time for that, so he did everything with a normal hat and learnt the tricks in TWO DAYS. Insane! But I love watching him flip that hat onto his head or throw it in the air. Hell, I just want his hat (period).
But, despite the fact that he's a con artist, he's just a genuinely GOOD man. He works with the Resistance, despite how they are constantly putting him down for maintaining the lifestyle he needs in order to continue to do work for them. And he was willing to continue to fight for them, no matter how long it took. And he helped Alice, partially cos he thought she was hot (obviously), but partially because he genuinely didn't want to see her hurt in Wonderland, simply because she had no idea what she was getting into. And even though she kept trying to run away and sacrifice herself, he kept chasing after her, keeping the bigger picture in mind and protecting the one person he thought was most important. And all just so that he could get a fucking hug.
and to end on an entirely superficial note, he looks pretty good holding a switchblade knife. Just saying...
I must say, first off, that this finale broke me just a little bit. Mainly because I love Simon the most of all of them (and considering how much I love every single last member of that group, that's saying something), and the expression on his face when he saw Nathan in the vegetative state and then found Alisha, Nikki, and (most heart-wrenchingly) Alisha dead just...omg, it broke me a little bit. I just wanted to hold him close cos he looked so broken. I think I fell in love with Simon/Alisha even more when I saw him cradle her body close. And to think, when I first found out they would be a thing eventually, I was weirded out...but, only three episodes of them being in a relationship, and I am totally sold on it and in love with them together. And I wanted to hug Nathan too when Kelly appeared to him to tell him she was dead. I think that, acting wise, Iwan Rheon and Robert Sheehan RULED this episode. I loved their scenes with their BFFs and the ladies of the group, and I love that Simon and Nathan are kind of becoming especially close. Poor Curtis doesn't get as much love I think, but if one pays attention, he doesn't seem to hang out with the rest of the group as much, especially since Nikki got involved with everything. Thank God time reset itself or I would have had to cut someone. Although, now we're back to Simon not knowing about he and Alisha, which is a bit heartbreaking. Though, I think that will be fixed with the Christmas special cos it looks like we get at least a few Simon/Alisha moments. Damn it, it needs to be Sunday now. (Seriously, Xmas special was a nice surprise cos I had no idea that Misfits would be having one).
The plot line for this one was hard for me to take seriously initially. I mean what was going to be so scary about a guy who has control over dairy products. I mean, when Kelly said, "That has to be the worst superpower ever," I nodded in agreement. My reaction was much like my expression watching the pilot episode of Sarah-Jane Adventures, where they had people being mind controlled by a drink called Bubbleshock. I like my sci-fi a bit weird, but even I have a "that is just plain laughable" point. But, I was pleasantly surprised. I mean, a person who can control any sort of dairy that enters your body and uses it against you is rather frightening. He could like de-calcify you or something if he really thought to, and what this guy *did* do was disturbing enough. I started to feel as though I had acid-reflux while watching it. My friend quirkyoppossum would be seriously screwed, as she practically lives off of milk.
But, I SO can't wait for Sunday. *stares at calendar*
Meme 1: 30 Day Meme -- Day 24: Something that Makes you Cry, in Great Detail
I'm not really much of a crier, on the whole. When I was younger I was. I cried about EVERYTHING when I was a kid -- a childish, lame insult. Getting kicked in the face with sand. Anything and everything and I would be sobbing. Then along came Joss Whedon and his awesome, convincing me I needed to suck it up if I wanted to be Buffy Summers at any point in the future, and then he ripped my still beating heart out of my chest on numerous occasions and shoved it down my throat for five series of Buffy and five series of Angel, and I think he killed any chance that most shows had of making me feel anything.
With the exception of Joan of Arcadia, which makes me sob in excess even on re-watches, and I couldn't tell you why, even to this day.
In real life, the things that get me down are few and far between because I live my days in a general state of apathy. I guess it's a side effect of being a nihilist. I don't see that anything really matters, therefore, what's the point in crying over it? I did cry at my friend Jenn's funeral and for the months after her death I was a walking bucket of tears and frayed nerves, like a leaky faucet that just couldn't be plugged. I'm past that point for the most part now. The only other thing that gets me upset is when I become convinced that being able to stay in England is something that's never going to happen (which occurs every few months). On those days, I am always tempted to grab all my British things and chuck them across the room and break them. Which would mean that I would have a pretty barren room, considering 85% of my belongings are British or related to Britain in some way. And then I would miss them the second I broke them, because really I'm just upset and owning this paraphernalia and such might be as close as I ever get to living there. Sometimes I am confident that I will eventually be a person with a visa to live abroad, but other days I'm equally positive it will never happen (and that's when the tears come).
When I do cry, I prefer to be alone, either in my shower or in my car. And preferably with BJ music blaring (as previously stated). Most of my crying is like Olivia's though. One or two tears, wipe them away, and then I'm done. But when I start sobbing, it's never-ending and I start to resemble Alice in Disney's Alice in Wonderland. Talk about crazy.
Day 01 - Introduction
Day 02 - Your first love, in great detail
Day 03 - Your parents, in great detail
Day 04 - What you ate today, in great detail
Day 05 - Your definition of love, in great detail
Day 06 - Your day, in great detail
Day 07 - Your best friend, in great detail
Day 08 - A moment, in great detail
Day 09 - Your beliefs, in great detail
Day 10 - What you wore today, in great detail
Day 11 - Your siblings, in great detail
Day 12 - What’s in your bag, in great detail
Day 13 - This week, in great detail
Day 14 - What you wore today, in great detail
Day 15 - Your dreams, in great detail
Day 16 - Your first kiss, in great detail
Day 17 - Your favorite memory, in great detail
Day 18 - Your favorite birthday, in great detail
Day 19 - Something you regret, in great detail
Day 20 - This month, in great detail
Day 21 - Another moment, in great detail
Day 22 - Something that upsets you, in great detail
Day 23 - Something that makes you feel better, in great detail
Day 24 - Something that makes you cry, in great detail
Day 25 - A first, in great detail
Day 26 - Your fears, in great detail
Day 27 - Your favorite place, in great detail
Day 28 - Something that you miss, in great detail
Day 29 - Your aspirations, in great detai
Day 30 - One last moment, in great detail
Meme 2-- Men of Awesome
Number 6:
Hatter from SyFy's Alice
Hatter: Do you know why they call me Hatter?
Alice: Because you wear a hat?
Hatter: (pauses a second, as though that hadn't occurred to him) No. Because I'm always there when they *pass* the hat...so to speak.
.....
Alice: I don't have a great history with liking guys.
Hatter: (sarcastically) There's a shock.
....
Alice: What do I do? If I get stuck here?
Hatter: Then I'll make sure you're okay.
It's rare to say that you've fallen in love with a character, sight unseen. But, in Hatter's case, I totally did. Even before he turned around in that lavish swivel chair, hat on his head and a cup of tea in his hand, I knew I would be in love. Cos his accent was just delectable -- West Yorkshire...yum. And he had just as luscious looks to go with them. But, I knew I would love him from the second I heard that accent go, "Would you like a cuppa tea?" Yeekers. I'm so easy.
Okay, let's get the superficial stuff out of the way first. Part of my love is entirely based on the fact that Hatter is an adorable, gorgeous, scruffy man. I mean, I love the way his hair curls around the brim of his hat, the way he rocks the guyliner, and that sexy stubble he maintains. (I have a thing for stubble...we all have our kinks, right?) And he totally owns that whole late 60s retro pastiche he's got going on. I mean, that silky, odd patterned shirt would look ridiculous on anyone else, especially with that tie he wears. But, it works on him. He's kind of got that whole chameleon outfit thing going, like the Doctor does, y'know? And his hands are yum...and I kind of want that ring. (I also have a thing for hands. I stare at them. I think it's cos of Matt Thiessen and hours of staring at him play guitar and piano). And speaking of hands, that sledgehammer of a right fist, is gorgeous and sexy as hell too. I mean, as a former martial artist, I always love a man who can throw a punch, and his sledgehammer is definitely not one I would want to be on the receiving end of catching. As a woman looking at a man, Andrew-Lee Potts as Hatter is just YUM YUM YUM. If I watch it while half asleep, I've been known to actually drool (Tru fax).
Personality wise, I just really love con men, and that's what Hatter is. Oh, he's still crazy of course, especially when he uses it as a failsafe for avoiding giving secrets away while being tortured, but his day job is just a sarcastic, flirty, con artist. He can bribe anyone and anything into trusting him. He'll help anyone FOR A PRICE. Unless you're Alice, cos then you get help for free. After all, he doesn't need a reason to "Help a pretty girl in a very wet dress." I have an innate love of men who can do slights of hand, get you to believe anything they want, and who are dead set on redeeming themselves and using their powers for good. (I swear, this does not bode well for my future romantic liaisons. I'll end up married to a mob boss, if I marry anyone).
And I could watch him do hat tricks all day. Interestingly, Andrew-Lee learned and did those tricks without a weighted hat (which is what is usually used). They didn't have enough time for that, so he did everything with a normal hat and learnt the tricks in TWO DAYS. Insane! But I love watching him flip that hat onto his head or throw it in the air. Hell, I just want his hat (period).
But, despite the fact that he's a con artist, he's just a genuinely GOOD man. He works with the Resistance, despite how they are constantly putting him down for maintaining the lifestyle he needs in order to continue to do work for them. And he was willing to continue to fight for them, no matter how long it took. And he helped Alice, partially cos he thought she was hot (obviously), but partially because he genuinely didn't want to see her hurt in Wonderland, simply because she had no idea what she was getting into. And even though she kept trying to run away and sacrifice herself, he kept chasing after her, keeping the bigger picture in mind and protecting the one person he thought was most important. And all just so that he could get a fucking hug.
and to end on an entirely superficial note, he looks pretty good holding a switchblade knife. Just saying...