GIP!
I've gone on another icon-making spree, the results of which you can observe here. In the process I made a new OMGWTFucketh icon. Though in retrospect, I think I would've done better to focus on Claire in this image. Her expression is really as OMGWTFucketh as you can get.
Right now I am going OMGWTFucketh over the Loews and AMC merger. One way or another, I think this isn't going to do movie-goers any good. Irritating enough what I have to sit through at each venue before I get my movie, but their pre-shows combined?
So the last of the summer's spam:
Emma was right in thinking Frank's Aunt dying increases his ability to marry whom he wants to marry, but it's not Harriet he's after, it's JANE! Mr. Knightley was right about something going on between them, and they've actually been secretly engaged for ages. While he was flirting with Emma in front of her! SHOCK! INDIGNATION! But she's going to marry him anyway, because that's certainly better than being a governess for one of Mrs. Elton's friends. And Emma wasn't in love with him anymore anyway, so...and neither was Harriet, as Emma shortly learns.
Emma: Harriet, I got bad news.
Harriet: That's okay, I've got good news! Jane doesn't have to go be a governess, because Frank'll marry her! Isn't that just a wonderful miracle?
Emma: But...didn't you say you were in love with him?
Harriet: What? I never said that!
Emma: When we burned Mr. Elton's pencil stub, you said-
Harriet: That I was in love with Mr. Knightley. You remember, he danced with me, and that's when I knew I was going to love him forever. Didn't you realize that was whom I was talking about? And he's been so nice to me lately, I think he might like me back after all!
And one would think Emma would be relieved, even happy, to hear all this.
Well, maybe she would've been, if in that moment she hadn't realized she was madly in love with Mr. Knightley herself.
Mr. Knightley's out of town at the moment, so Emma spends the weekend sitting around feeling sorry for herself, because she thinks even if Harriet isn't right, Mr. Knightley can't love someone who was so mean to Miss Bates. Then he comes back, dines at Hartfield, and Emma accompanies him on a walk outside.
Emma: So, heard about Frank's engagement?
Mr. Knightley: Yes. He's a poufy, heartbreaking, S.O.B. and she deserves a hell of a lot better.
Emma: Well, you realize he really has to love her to marry her.
Mr. Knightley: How can you say that? Didn't he break your heart?
Emma: No, silly, I wasn't in love with him! Don't you know I was a spoilt little girl who fancied herself in love just because a man flattered her?
Mr. Knightley: PHEW! The truth is, I think I might have been jealous of him-never mind, forget I said that.
Emma: *PANIC He didn't think Harriet interested in him too, did he?* Don't worry, I will.
Mr. Knightley: No, I can't hold myself in. Emma, I love you. Will you marry me?
Emma: OMGYESYESYES!
It's shortly afterwards Frank writes a letter to Mrs. Weston which Mrs. Weston shows Emma, in which Frank insists he was sure he wasn't hurting Emma by flirting with her, because he was perfectly convinced she wasn't serious, in fact, he went to Hartfield to tell her he loved Jane, and while Mr. Woodhouse interrupted him before he said her name, he was certain she guessed what was going on and played along. It's a good thing he wasn't interested in marrying Emma, they would have been a bad influence on each other. Jane, on the other hand, doesn't hold with such nonsense and even broke the engagement off because she was so P.O.ed, which was why she accepted Mrs. Elton's offer. At which point he rode his horse down to get to her sickbed and win her back. Her sickness was heartsickness of course; she really does love him back and though his Aunt would NEVER have approved, his Uncle's fine with their marrying.
So now there are only two problems for our heroes, and that is, A. How they're going to keep Mr. Woodhouse from dying of pure distress, and B. How Emma is going to explain this to Harriet.
Problem A ends up being solved easier than expected. Personally, if I were Emma, I would have informed my daddy that even if the village of Highbury revolves around him, the nation of England does not and gotten myself away from him to Donwell Abby, but Emma's a good 1800-era girl and good 1800-era girls don't do that to their spoilt brats of fathers. But since Mr. Knightleys tenants are really only next door and he spends plenty of time with Emma and her dad already, he sees no reason why he shouldn't just move in! Mr. Woodhouse is still unhappy about the principle of the thing, but at least he'll be able to deal with it now.
For Problem B, Emma writes to Harriet, so Harriet can just give her the silence treatment, but meanwhile Harriet really needs to see the dentist, so Emma sends her off to one in London in the hopes the city will distract her. And what do you know, Robert's gone to town too, spots Harriet, gets her alone, and convinces her that she was just being silly about that Elton guy and that Knightley guy too and she really just loved him all along. So everyone gets married and gets to live comfortably, even if Emma and Harriet don't get to be bestest friends anymore. Never mind, Jane's much less reserved at this point, and they'll be friends instead, which is healthier, because Jane doesn't hero-worship Emma.
THE END
Right now I am going OMGWTFucketh over the Loews and AMC merger. One way or another, I think this isn't going to do movie-goers any good. Irritating enough what I have to sit through at each venue before I get my movie, but their pre-shows combined?
So the last of the summer's spam:
Emma was right in thinking Frank's Aunt dying increases his ability to marry whom he wants to marry, but it's not Harriet he's after, it's JANE! Mr. Knightley was right about something going on between them, and they've actually been secretly engaged for ages. While he was flirting with Emma in front of her! SHOCK! INDIGNATION! But she's going to marry him anyway, because that's certainly better than being a governess for one of Mrs. Elton's friends. And Emma wasn't in love with him anymore anyway, so...and neither was Harriet, as Emma shortly learns.
Emma: Harriet, I got bad news.
Harriet: That's okay, I've got good news! Jane doesn't have to go be a governess, because Frank'll marry her! Isn't that just a wonderful miracle?
Emma: But...didn't you say you were in love with him?
Harriet: What? I never said that!
Emma: When we burned Mr. Elton's pencil stub, you said-
Harriet: That I was in love with Mr. Knightley. You remember, he danced with me, and that's when I knew I was going to love him forever. Didn't you realize that was whom I was talking about? And he's been so nice to me lately, I think he might like me back after all!
And one would think Emma would be relieved, even happy, to hear all this.
Well, maybe she would've been, if in that moment she hadn't realized she was madly in love with Mr. Knightley herself.
Mr. Knightley's out of town at the moment, so Emma spends the weekend sitting around feeling sorry for herself, because she thinks even if Harriet isn't right, Mr. Knightley can't love someone who was so mean to Miss Bates. Then he comes back, dines at Hartfield, and Emma accompanies him on a walk outside.
Emma: So, heard about Frank's engagement?
Mr. Knightley: Yes. He's a poufy, heartbreaking, S.O.B. and she deserves a hell of a lot better.
Emma: Well, you realize he really has to love her to marry her.
Mr. Knightley: How can you say that? Didn't he break your heart?
Emma: No, silly, I wasn't in love with him! Don't you know I was a spoilt little girl who fancied herself in love just because a man flattered her?
Mr. Knightley: PHEW! The truth is, I think I might have been jealous of him-never mind, forget I said that.
Emma: *PANIC He didn't think Harriet interested in him too, did he?* Don't worry, I will.
Mr. Knightley: No, I can't hold myself in. Emma, I love you. Will you marry me?
Emma: OMGYESYESYES!
It's shortly afterwards Frank writes a letter to Mrs. Weston which Mrs. Weston shows Emma, in which Frank insists he was sure he wasn't hurting Emma by flirting with her, because he was perfectly convinced she wasn't serious, in fact, he went to Hartfield to tell her he loved Jane, and while Mr. Woodhouse interrupted him before he said her name, he was certain she guessed what was going on and played along. It's a good thing he wasn't interested in marrying Emma, they would have been a bad influence on each other. Jane, on the other hand, doesn't hold with such nonsense and even broke the engagement off because she was so P.O.ed, which was why she accepted Mrs. Elton's offer. At which point he rode his horse down to get to her sickbed and win her back. Her sickness was heartsickness of course; she really does love him back and though his Aunt would NEVER have approved, his Uncle's fine with their marrying.
So now there are only two problems for our heroes, and that is, A. How they're going to keep Mr. Woodhouse from dying of pure distress, and B. How Emma is going to explain this to Harriet.
Problem A ends up being solved easier than expected. Personally, if I were Emma, I would have informed my daddy that even if the village of Highbury revolves around him, the nation of England does not and gotten myself away from him to Donwell Abby, but Emma's a good 1800-era girl and good 1800-era girls don't do that to their spoilt brats of fathers. But since Mr. Knightleys tenants are really only next door and he spends plenty of time with Emma and her dad already, he sees no reason why he shouldn't just move in! Mr. Woodhouse is still unhappy about the principle of the thing, but at least he'll be able to deal with it now.
For Problem B, Emma writes to Harriet, so Harriet can just give her the silence treatment, but meanwhile Harriet really needs to see the dentist, so Emma sends her off to one in London in the hopes the city will distract her. And what do you know, Robert's gone to town too, spots Harriet, gets her alone, and convinces her that she was just being silly about that Elton guy and that Knightley guy too and she really just loved him all along. So everyone gets married and gets to live comfortably, even if Emma and Harriet don't get to be bestest friends anymore. Never mind, Jane's much less reserved at this point, and they'll be friends instead, which is healthier, because Jane doesn't hero-worship Emma.
THE END