Ballet, Buffy, Serenity and weekendy stuff

I had quite a wonderful time watching the Bolshoi Ballet's performance of "The Pharaoh's Daughter" in New York on Saturday night. So beautiful and fluid and (overused, but true phrase), poetry in motion. Plus, muscular cute men in mini-kilts. The plot involves an English Lord who smokes up some opium, and dreams up the whole rest of the ballet which involves him, the titular heroine, and a whole lot of glittery tutus.

Considering I spent half the evening discussing things like Farscape, Buffy and Firefly with my ballet-companion friend (her reaction to potential Serenity trilogy if the movie does well? "I guess I'll have to buy 10 tickets"), and bought 10 lovely books (9 of them in Russian), it was a good weekend. Except for the part where the Amtrak train I was on broke down, and very excitingly, we had to be led through the dark train onto a ramp and put onto another one. That, and I almost bought a kitten from a homeless man selling them. Months earlier, my smart husband made me promise not to come home with a pet without asking him, however (he knows me well, I guess).

On the train I was watching some Buffy episodes, more specifically, Becoming Part I&II and two episodes from S3.

Becoming breaks my heart every time. Rather embarassing to be a sniffly girl on a train pulling into New York. Just all that angst, and that absolutely perfect climax with Angel getting his soul moments too late and all that doomed B/A love ("Close your eyes?" One of the top "uber angst" moments of all time, there), and the Spike snark, and the Oz coolness, and have I mentioned the B/A angst? Angel is not that bad looking either

Guh. I'd forgotten how funny it was, and how much I loved it, and how OTPed I was about Buffy/Angel (still one of my favorite all time ships).

I think I am actually going to rewatch all S1-3 eps in a row (yes, never cared for Buffy as much once she graduated, and no, it's not just because of B/A). So expect some Buffy entries now and then (though nowhere near my Firefly frenzy, I promise).

Also, friend and I watched the newest Serenity trailer and it was wonderful and amazing and it just hit me that I will actually see the Serenity crew and the sexiness that is Mal on the big screen. I think I will hyperventilate in the theater.

Sorry for the rambliness, as it's late and am very tired.

Ballet, Buffy, Serenity and weekendy stuff

I had quite a wonderful time watching the Bolshoi Ballet's performance of "The Pharaoh's Daughter" in New York on Saturday night. So beautiful and fluid and (overused, but true phrase), poetry in motion. Plus, muscular cute men in mini-kilts. The plot involves an English Lord who smokes up some opium, and dreams up the whole rest of the ballet which involves him, the titular heroine, and a whole lot of glittery tutus.

Considering I spent half the evening discussing things like Farscape, Buffy and Firefly with my ballet-companion friend (her reaction to potential Serenity trilogy if the movie does well? "I guess I'll have to buy 10 tickets"), and bought 10 lovely books (9 of them in Russian), it was a good weekend. Except for the part where the Amtrak train I was on broke down, and very excitingly, we had to be led through the dark train onto a ramp and put onto another one. That, and I almost bought a kitten from a homeless man selling them. Months earlier, my smart husband made me promise not to come home with a pet without asking him, however (he knows me well, I guess).

On the train I was watching some Buffy episodes, more specifically, Becoming Part I&II and two episodes from S3.

Becoming breaks my heart every time. Rather embarassing to be a sniffly girl on a train pulling into New York. Just all that angst, and that absolutely perfect climax with Angel getting his soul moments too late and all that doomed B/A love ("Close your eyes?" One of the top "uber angst" moments of all time, there), and the Spike snark, and the Oz coolness, and have I mentioned the B/A angst? Angel is not that bad looking either

Guh. I'd forgotten how funny it was, and how much I loved it, and how OTPed I was about Buffy/Angel (still one of my favorite all time ships).

I think I am actually going to rewatch all S1-3 eps in a row (yes, never cared for Buffy as much once she graduated, and no, it's not just because of B/A). So expect some Buffy entries now and then (though nowhere near my Firefly frenzy, I promise).

Also, friend and I watched the newest Serenity trailer and it was wonderful and amazing and it just hit me that I will actually see the Serenity crew and the sexiness that is Mal on the big screen. I think I will hyperventilate in the theater.

Sorry for the rambliness, as it's late and am very tired.

Ballet, Buffy, Serenity and weekendy stuff

I had quite a wonderful time watching the Bolshoi Ballet's performance of "The Pharaoh's Daughter" in New York on Saturday night. So beautiful and fluid and (overused, but true phrase), poetry in motion. Plus, muscular cute men in mini-kilts. The plot involves an English Lord who smokes up some opium, and dreams up the whole rest of the ballet which involves him, the titular heroine, and a whole lot of glittery tutus.

Considering I spent half the evening discussing things like Farscape, Buffy and Firefly with my ballet-companion friend (her reaction to potential Serenity trilogy if the movie does well? "I guess I'll have to buy 10 tickets"), and bought 10 lovely books (9 of them in Russian), it was a good weekend. Except for the part where the Amtrak train I was on broke down, and very excitingly, we had to be led through the dark train onto a ramp and put onto another one. That, and I almost bought a kitten from a homeless man selling them. Months earlier, my smart husband made me promise not to come home with a pet without asking him, however (he knows me well, I guess).

On the train I was watching some Buffy episodes, more specifically, Becoming Part I&II and two episodes from S3.

Becoming breaks my heart every time. Rather embarassing to be a sniffly girl on a train pulling into New York. Just all that angst, and that absolutely perfect climax with Angel getting his soul moments too late and all that doomed B/A love ("Close your eyes?" One of the top "uber angst" moments of all time, there), and the Spike snark, and the Oz coolness, and have I mentioned the B/A angst? Angel is not that bad looking either

Guh. I'd forgotten how funny it was, and how much I loved it, and how OTPed I was about Buffy/Angel (still one of my favorite all time ships).

I think I am actually going to rewatch all S1-3 eps in a row (yes, never cared for Buffy as much once she graduated, and no, it's not just because of B/A). So expect some Buffy entries now and then (though nowhere near my Firefly frenzy, I promise).

Also, friend and I watched the newest Serenity trailer and it was wonderful and amazing and it just hit me that I will actually see the Serenity crew and the sexiness that is Mal on the big screen. I think I will hyperventilate in the theater.

Sorry for the rambliness, as it's late and am very tired.

Shipper labels, Roswell, and Serenity trailer goodness (behind cut)

I am thinking of checking out Roswell, after vierran45's lj entries on it. Do you think I'll like it? Does anyone have any opinions on the show? I like angst, pretty people, good plots and snark. Something like Firefly, Farscape and Buffy is completely my thing, and something like SG-1 or CSI or 24 leaves me cold. Which end of the spectrum is it more like?

Also, because of the "getting back into Buffy" mode, I have been looking at some fanfic, and I am rather amused that it seems a custom in that fandom to meld couple's name to indicate shippiness. E.g. a Buffy/Angel fic is labeled "Bangel" or Buffy/Spike as "Spuffy." Which led me to imagine other ship names in that fandom. How about Ruffy? Biley? Bike, instead of "Spuffy?" Xanya sounds like an exotic Scandinavian name...I think I prefer nice "/" between couples names.

Saw the Serenity trailer on scifi. Taped the Serenity trailer on scifi. Brought the tape all the way to NYC to show my temporarily computerless friend. Watched it again. Mulled on it with said friend. Do you think I am obsessed? Naaaah.

Thoughts on it follow. Behind the cut for really spoilerphobic people. But there is nothing in them that wasn't in the trailer.

( Malonbigscrainequalsbrainmelt )

Please, no Serenity spoilers (other than that trailer of course) in comments, k?

Shipper labels, Roswell, and Serenity trailer goodness (behind cut)

I am thinking of checking out Roswell, after vierran45's lj entries on it. Do you think I'll like it? Does anyone have any opinions on the show? I like angst, pretty people, good plots and snark. Something like Firefly, Farscape and Buffy is completely my thing, and something like SG-1 or CSI or 24 leaves me cold. Which end of the spectrum is it more like?

Also, because of the "getting back into Buffy" mode, I have been looking at some fanfic, and I am rather amused that it seems a custom in that fandom to meld couple's name to indicate shippiness. E.g. a Buffy/Angel fic is labeled "Bangel" or Buffy/Spike as "Spuffy." Which led me to imagine other ship names in that fandom. How about Ruffy? Biley? Bike, instead of "Spuffy?" Xanya sounds like an exotic Scandinavian name...I think I prefer nice "/" between couples names.

Saw the Serenity trailer on scifi. Taped the Serenity trailer on scifi. Brought the tape all the way to NYC to show my temporarily computerless friend. Watched it again. Mulled on it with said friend. Do you think I am obsessed? Naaaah.

Thoughts on it follow. Behind the cut for really spoilerphobic people. But there is nothing in them that wasn't in the trailer.

( Malonbigscrainequalsbrainmelt )

Please, no Serenity spoilers (other than that trailer of course) in comments, k?

Shipper labels, Roswell, and Serenity trailer goodness (behind cut)

I am thinking of checking out Roswell, after vierran45's lj entries on it. Do you think I'll like it? Does anyone have any opinions on the show? I like angst, pretty people, good plots and snark. Something like Firefly, Farscape and Buffy is completely my thing, and something like SG-1 or CSI or 24 leaves me cold. Which end of the spectrum is it more like?

Also, because of the "getting back into Buffy" mode, I have been looking at some fanfic, and I am rather amused that it seems a custom in that fandom to meld couple's name to indicate shippiness. E.g. a Buffy/Angel fic is labeled "Bangel" or Buffy/Spike as "Spuffy." Which led me to imagine other ship names in that fandom. How about Ruffy? Biley? Bike, instead of "Spuffy?" Xanya sounds like an exotic Scandinavian name...I think I prefer nice "/" between couples names.

Saw the Serenity trailer on scifi. Taped the Serenity trailer on scifi. Brought the tape all the way to NYC to show my temporarily computerless friend. Watched it again. Mulled on it with said friend. Do you think I am obsessed? Naaaah.

Thoughts on it follow. Behind the cut for really spoilerphobic people. But there is nothing in them that wasn't in the trailer.

( Malonbigscrainequalsbrainmelt )

Please, no Serenity spoilers (other than that trailer of course) in comments, k?

Buffy musings, Huguenots with thighs of iron, and BSG (unfortunately not at the same time).

One of the episodes I was watching on the train yesterday was “Enemies,” the S3 episode where Faith and the Mayor try to rob Angel of this soul and Angelus and Faith kidnap and torture Buffy but we find out at the end it was all a ruse between Buffy and Angel to trick information out of Faith.

( The Enemies goodness and angst )

But this episode does bring up two questions, one of which I’ve had for a long time, and one that I just thought about.

( The Enemies questions )

Also, Buffy makes the world bond. I ended up sharing the screening (and a set of headphones) with a nice 50ish gentleman who helped me wrestle my bag into the space above (am short so need all the help I can get), and he ended up loving it.

The one English language book I bought in New York was Susan Carroll’s, “The Courtesan,” a semi-fantasy (it has witches) novel set during the reign of Henri III. It’s a middle part of a trilogy about 3 witchy sisters and their twu wuv. It’s entertaining (and has the two ingredients I like, angst and hot men), though nothing super-memorable. The Catholic “courtesan” of the title falls in love with the man she thought long dead, who is a Huguenot soldier planning to rescue Henri of Navarre. Much angst ensues. At one point the hero is described as having “thighs of iron” which made me laugh out loud, because wouldn’t that be painful?

I am interested in the last book though, because it involves the youngest sister and her beloved, and sounds like it’s full of wangst (TM crumpeteer), since they are childhood friends, but she is a witch and he is a witch-hunter and he tried to kill her brother-in-law and arrest her sister, and she threatened to shoot him and then he wouldn’t let his flunkies fire when she jumped between their prey and the gun and they have major angst over each other already in the second book and maybe he’ll have thighs of steel. Hee.

Also, after seeing the way S2 of BSG is going, and the previews for the next ep, I'd say Cylons don't need to worry about destroying humans. They are doing a good job on their own.

Buffy musings, Huguenots with thighs of iron, and BSG (unfortunately not at the same time).

One of the episodes I was watching on the train yesterday was “Enemies,” the S3 episode where Faith and the Mayor try to rob Angel of this soul and Angelus and Faith kidnap and torture Buffy but we find out at the end it was all a ruse between Buffy and Angel to trick information out of Faith.

( The Enemies goodness and angst )

But this episode does bring up two questions, one of which I’ve had for a long time, and one that I just thought about.

( The Enemies questions )

Also, Buffy makes the world bond. I ended up sharing the screening (and a set of headphones) with a nice 50ish gentleman who helped me wrestle my bag into the space above (am short so need all the help I can get), and he ended up loving it.

The one English language book I bought in New York was Susan Carroll’s, “The Courtesan,” a semi-fantasy (it has witches) novel set during the reign of Henri III. It’s a middle part of a trilogy about 3 witchy sisters and their twu wuv. It’s entertaining (and has the two ingredients I like, angst and hot men), though nothing super-memorable. The Catholic “courtesan” of the title falls in love with the man she thought long dead, who is a Huguenot soldier planning to rescue Henri of Navarre. Much angst ensues. At one point the hero is described as having “thighs of iron” which made me laugh out loud, because wouldn’t that be painful?

I am interested in the last book though, because it involves the youngest sister and her beloved, and sounds like it’s full of wangst (TM crumpeteer), since they are childhood friends, but she is a witch and he is a witch-hunter and he tried to kill her brother-in-law and arrest her sister, and she threatened to shoot him and then he wouldn’t let his flunkies fire when she jumped between their prey and the gun and they have major angst over each other already in the second book and maybe he’ll have thighs of steel. Hee.

Also, after seeing the way S2 of BSG is going, and the previews for the next ep, I'd say Cylons don't need to worry about destroying humans. They are doing a good job on their own.

Buffy musings, Huguenots with thighs of iron, and BSG (unfortunately not at the same time).

One of the episodes I was watching on the train yesterday was “Enemies,” the S3 episode where Faith and the Mayor try to rob Angel of this soul and Angelus and Faith kidnap and torture Buffy but we find out at the end it was all a ruse between Buffy and Angel to trick information out of Faith.

( The Enemies goodness and angst )

But this episode does bring up two questions, one of which I’ve had for a long time, and one that I just thought about.

( The Enemies questions )

Also, Buffy makes the world bond. I ended up sharing the screening (and a set of headphones) with a nice 50ish gentleman who helped me wrestle my bag into the space above (am short so need all the help I can get), and he ended up loving it.

The one English language book I bought in New York was Susan Carroll’s, “The Courtesan,” a semi-fantasy (it has witches) novel set during the reign of Henri III. It’s a middle part of a trilogy about 3 witchy sisters and their twu wuv. It’s entertaining (and has the two ingredients I like, angst and hot men), though nothing super-memorable. The Catholic “courtesan” of the title falls in love with the man she thought long dead, who is a Huguenot soldier planning to rescue Henri of Navarre. Much angst ensues. At one point the hero is described as having “thighs of iron” which made me laugh out loud, because wouldn’t that be painful?

I am interested in the last book though, because it involves the youngest sister and her beloved, and sounds like it’s full of wangst (TM crumpeteer), since they are childhood friends, but she is a witch and he is a witch-hunter and he tried to kill her brother-in-law and arrest her sister, and she threatened to shoot him and then he wouldn’t let his flunkies fire when she jumped between their prey and the gun and they have major angst over each other already in the second book and maybe he’ll have thighs of steel. Hee.

Also, after seeing the way S2 of BSG is going, and the previews for the next ep, I'd say Cylons don't need to worry about destroying humans. They are doing a good job on their own.

Quote of the Day

This one is from my favorite book, period: Dorothy Dunnett's "Checkmate," which is the sixth and final volume in the Lymond chronicles and is, bar none, the most romantic book I've ever read.

Francis Crawford of Lymond and Philippa Sommerville are my OTP to end all OTPs. He is a brilliant and tormented 16th century Scottish mercenary and diplomat, she is his English wife, clever, fun and warm, who nonetheless almost destoys him, because of the strength of his feeling for her (well, it being Dunnett, it's a lot more complicated than that).

So, here's the quote:

"I'm not infallible. You might, without my crediting it, fall deeply in love and for ever, with some warped hunchback whelped in the gutter. I should equally stop you from taking him."

She couldn't speak. Her breath wheezed in and out. With extreme deliberation, and indeed restraint and moderation as well, Philippa raised her glass and dashed it on the parquet. Crystals frosted the carpet between them, and the wine lay like blood.

Speech came back. "God in heaven," Philippa said. "Do you think that I care?"

He looked up from the mess. "I know you don't," Lymond said. His eyes were black, not blue. "But you must excuse the hunchback, who does."


*wails*

----

Also, a complete nonsequitur, but when Serenity comes to DC, I wish it would come to the Uptown, because it has the biggest screen and the most hardcore fans :)

And check out crumpeteer calculating the ods on who (if anyone) will bite it in the movie. She is, as far as I know, unspoiled. Go here

Quote of the Day

This one is from my favorite book, period: Dorothy Dunnett's "Checkmate," which is the sixth and final volume in the Lymond chronicles and is, bar none, the most romantic book I've ever read.

Francis Crawford of Lymond and Philippa Sommerville are my OTP to end all OTPs. He is a brilliant and tormented 16th century Scottish mercenary and diplomat, she is his English wife, clever, fun and warm, who nonetheless almost destoys him, because of the strength of his feeling for her (well, it being Dunnett, it's a lot more complicated than that).

So, here's the quote:

"I'm not infallible. You might, without my crediting it, fall deeply in love and for ever, with some warped hunchback whelped in the gutter. I should equally stop you from taking him."

She couldn't speak. Her breath wheezed in and out. With extreme deliberation, and indeed restraint and moderation as well, Philippa raised her glass and dashed it on the parquet. Crystals frosted the carpet between them, and the wine lay like blood.

Speech came back. "God in heaven," Philippa said. "Do you think that I care?"

He looked up from the mess. "I know you don't," Lymond said. His eyes were black, not blue. "But you must excuse the hunchback, who does."


*wails*

----

Also, a complete nonsequitur, but when Serenity comes to DC, I wish it would come to the Uptown, because it has the biggest screen and the most hardcore fans :)

And check out crumpeteer calculating the ods on who (if anyone) will bite it in the movie. She is, as far as I know, unspoiled. Go here

Quote of the Day

This one is from my favorite book, period: Dorothy Dunnett's "Checkmate," which is the sixth and final volume in the Lymond chronicles and is, bar none, the most romantic book I've ever read.

Francis Crawford of Lymond and Philippa Sommerville are my OTP to end all OTPs. He is a brilliant and tormented 16th century Scottish mercenary and diplomat, she is his English wife, clever, fun and warm, who nonetheless almost destoys him, because of the strength of his feeling for her (well, it being Dunnett, it's a lot more complicated than that).

So, here's the quote:

"I'm not infallible. You might, without my crediting it, fall deeply in love and for ever, with some warped hunchback whelped in the gutter. I should equally stop you from taking him."

She couldn't speak. Her breath wheezed in and out. With extreme deliberation, and indeed restraint and moderation as well, Philippa raised her glass and dashed it on the parquet. Crystals frosted the carpet between them, and the wine lay like blood.

Speech came back. "God in heaven," Philippa said. "Do you think that I care?"

He looked up from the mess. "I know you don't," Lymond said. His eyes were black, not blue. "But you must excuse the hunchback, who does."


*wails*

----

Also, a complete nonsequitur, but when Serenity comes to DC, I wish it would come to the Uptown, because it has the biggest screen and the most hardcore fans :)

And check out crumpeteer calculating the ods on who (if anyone) will bite it in the movie. She is, as far as I know, unspoiled. Go here