Distractions; or, things I have been putting in my eyeballs
Wow, Star Trek shows really love giving Seven of Nine a random-ass, undeveloped romance in the last five minutes of the last episode. That said I am down for Raffi/Seven which I have been cheerleading for ever since they leaned into queer Seven and I mentally flipped through all of the female characters on the show and landed on Raffi. Don't judge. I am, like all of us, under a lot of strain right now. I might even want to write getting together fic about them, because in my head they really do work. And it'd be a distraction from the only three things I've got going on right now, 1) work, 2) worrying about work, and 3) judging people who walk past outside.
In general I really liked Picard. The finale was delightful, I love Picard's new crew, even if it took me a while to warm to Agnes. The show had pacing issues like whoa (see: Seven/Raffi, but also everything else) but I wonder if it'll hold together better when binge watched.
I got the seven day free trial of Disney+ with the intention of binge watching The Mandalorian. Only to discover that only the first two episodes are up in the UK. I suppose it did its job of distracting me because I was so narked that I forgot to be frightened for a minute. I've actually seen the first five or six episodes at someone's house back in the halcyon days of three weeks ago when inviting someone round for a cup of tea and to watch Star Wars was regarded as kind invitation rather than a combination of treason and attempted murder. I liked it (Baby Yoda, Cara Dune, etc.) but not enough to pay for yet another streaming service just to see the rest of it.
To be honest, I'm not that fussed on Star Wars. I mean, I thought The Force Awakens was glorious nostalgia bait, The Last Jedi was a genuinely good film and I wouldn't be surprised if it ages the best of three, but The Rise of Skywalker felt like a film designed by committee not to upset anyone, and by the same token not to delight anyone. Even the stuff it did it was wishy-washy about, like with Reylo (not a pairing I'm a particular fan of, btw.) If you wanted them to end up together them congratulations they kissed, and if you didn't then also congratulations because he died immediately afterwards. The Leia stuff was, like, I get they had very limited options, but they obviously had so little footage to work with that it often felt like with a video game npc where they've only recorded five voice lines of generic dialogue and use them over and over again even when it doesn't quite fit the context. I wonder if it might not have been better to kill the character off between movies. But, yeah, I get that there were no good options.
Speaking of video games, I've played the first, like, ten hours of Jedi: Fallen Order. There's a bit where a npc - apparently - is meant to kidnap you and take you to a boss fight. I walked out out of the elevator, immediately force pushed that character off a cliff and got myself soft-locked, because they game won't let me progress and the character won't respawn. And I'm not going to replay it because once the joy of force pushing enemies off cliffs wears off it's really hard to ignore that the game handles like absolute ass.
So instead of The Mandalorian I rewatched Captain Marvel which I have not seen since it was in the pictures. I found the first two thirds of the movie considerably more muddled, the big set piece at the end considerably more fun, and still see no heterosexual explanation for Carol and Maria. It's always weird rewatching something that viscerally delighted you the first time with a more considered eye. It's like every time I rewatch Wonder Woman I whoop with delight at the no man's land/retaking the village sequence only to deflate when I belatedly remember that there's still a full third of the movie to go and it's a slow slog to the inevitable fight against the grey cgi smog monster.
Oh! Oh! There was a bird of prey (google says a sparrow hawk) in my suburban Glasgow garden yesterday morning. I have never, ever seen one before. So that was awesome, I mean, it was eating a pigeon so it was also pretty gross, but mostly it was awesome!
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In general I really liked Picard. The finale was delightful, I love Picard's new crew, even if it took me a while to warm to Agnes. The show had pacing issues like whoa (see: Seven/Raffi, but also everything else) but I wonder if it'll hold together better when binge watched.
I got the seven day free trial of Disney+ with the intention of binge watching The Mandalorian. Only to discover that only the first two episodes are up in the UK. I suppose it did its job of distracting me because I was so narked that I forgot to be frightened for a minute. I've actually seen the first five or six episodes at someone's house back in the halcyon days of three weeks ago when inviting someone round for a cup of tea and to watch Star Wars was regarded as kind invitation rather than a combination of treason and attempted murder. I liked it (Baby Yoda, Cara Dune, etc.) but not enough to pay for yet another streaming service just to see the rest of it.
To be honest, I'm not that fussed on Star Wars. I mean, I thought The Force Awakens was glorious nostalgia bait, The Last Jedi was a genuinely good film and I wouldn't be surprised if it ages the best of three, but The Rise of Skywalker felt like a film designed by committee not to upset anyone, and by the same token not to delight anyone. Even the stuff it did it was wishy-washy about, like with Reylo (not a pairing I'm a particular fan of, btw.) If you wanted them to end up together them congratulations they kissed, and if you didn't then also congratulations because he died immediately afterwards. The Leia stuff was, like, I get they had very limited options, but they obviously had so little footage to work with that it often felt like with a video game npc where they've only recorded five voice lines of generic dialogue and use them over and over again even when it doesn't quite fit the context. I wonder if it might not have been better to kill the character off between movies. But, yeah, I get that there were no good options.
Speaking of video games, I've played the first, like, ten hours of Jedi: Fallen Order. There's a bit where a npc - apparently - is meant to kidnap you and take you to a boss fight. I walked out out of the elevator, immediately force pushed that character off a cliff and got myself soft-locked, because they game won't let me progress and the character won't respawn. And I'm not going to replay it because once the joy of force pushing enemies off cliffs wears off it's really hard to ignore that the game handles like absolute ass.
So instead of The Mandalorian I rewatched Captain Marvel which I have not seen since it was in the pictures. I found the first two thirds of the movie considerably more muddled, the big set piece at the end considerably more fun, and still see no heterosexual explanation for Carol and Maria. It's always weird rewatching something that viscerally delighted you the first time with a more considered eye. It's like every time I rewatch Wonder Woman I whoop with delight at the no man's land/retaking the village sequence only to deflate when I belatedly remember that there's still a full third of the movie to go and it's a slow slog to the inevitable fight against the grey cgi smog monster.
Oh! Oh! There was a bird of prey (google says a sparrow hawk) in my suburban Glasgow garden yesterday morning. I have never, ever seen one before. So that was awesome, I mean, it was eating a pigeon so it was also pretty gross, but mostly it was awesome!
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