dangermousie: (Default)
[personal profile] dangermousie
Husband and I watched the first two episodes of Last Exile. I am very intrigued (if also a tad confused, but pleasantly so). I like Claus and Lavvie which are sort of like a non-Jedi version of Luke of very early SW in many ways. Am interested in meeting Alex, if he is anything like what he looks on the cover (whoa!). If nothing else, the graphics and design are amazing.

Re: Meteor Garden. I am such a dope. I totally rewatched DMS getting beat up by bad guys to save SC scene. For an angst whore like me, this is like crack. And I love that SC and DMS are even fighting in his sickroom :P But it's a friendly kinda fighting and she is crying and freaking out over him "I thought you wouldn't come and save me after all those things I said and yet you still came, idiot" and it's adorable because he tells her not to rub her eyes as she is already ugly enough and they are grinning and I am such a sap. Plus, couple where both parties are virgins? Heh.



I also love the fact that F3 are going to hunt down the beat-down guys and really show them what's what. And they try to hook the OTP up by elaborating on DMS' good points to SC. And she blurts out that DMS makes her think of a puppy (me too!) and his friends keep teasing him and he is all "You don't understand. A woman that I protected with my life, actually made that idiotic face and told me I am like a puppy" Heeee. And SC is debating his good and bad points with finger puppets. ROFL.

The way DMS invites SC to his b-day party is both hilarious and adorable. And I love F3 coming to pick her up and being aghast at her clothes and needing to find her new ones. I want to hang around with people like that. DMS has really good friends. And he looks yummy in a suit and dreadfully anxious to see her present. And I love SC feeling embarassed about her home-made present compared to the fancy presents he got from other people and saying she doesn't have anything and he gets annoyed. They are so adorable. Eeeee.

And then SC has the worst intro ever to DMS' mother who IS scary. And Mom asks DMS if this girl is a friend of his and tells DMS to tell her to leave. And DMS (who looks like he is nervous but won't back down) says "She is important to me." And then the F3 try to lie and pretend she is rich and DMS is actually kinda cracking up.

But they kinda ruined one of my fave bits in HYD. In HYD, when Mom asks SC to play something on the piano, SC bangs on it and she doesn't know how to play. Here's she does that too, at first, but then she plays a rather nice song. And she says it's the only song she knows, but still, I loved the fact that in HYD she didn't know anything at all and it was still fine and cool.

And then Mom goes into a rage and DMS tells Mom that he loves SC and doesn't want anyone else and Mommy smacks him. Yeah, that will make your kid listen to reason. And then DMS and SC escape and they are on a boat and he tells her "I like you. Whether you know how to play the piano or not, whether you are a CEO's daughter or not. I just like you." And he is all uber-intense when she puts a jacket around him and touches him. Preach it! By that point, I was getting mildly annoyed with SC's equivalent, in the anime, and I must admit this annoyance is even bigger with the MG's SC. Any sane girl would just jump at him. And they have this hilarious conversation where she asks him why her, she is a nobody, and there are girls at school who are from important families and are prettier. So why, unless he has a mental disorder? And he looks at her, grins, and goes "I wonder about that too. Maybe I do have a mental disorder." And she looks annoyed and he adds, still grinning, "I have the wealth, status, fame, and good looks anyway, so you can stay just as you are." Heeeee.

And then we have the scene with the cookies which is just adorable and he is so flustered and little-boy-pleased that she baked him cookies, that kinda look like him, that he won't even eat any. Adorable. And then when his friends tease him about his scary Mom, he is scared, you can see, but he holds his ground.

A fave scene? When they meet in a pavillion and he is trying to give her his coat because she is cold and she goes off on how his arranged fiancee would be better for him etc and seriously, I am not for men hitting women, but when he slaps her, I was cheering. Because, stop it, stupid girl. Seriously, by that point I had little patience for Tsukushi in HYD, and I have even less for SC here. And then there is angst because the second he does it he is all "OMG!I hit her" and falls apart. Cool.

Hmm, it seems they are setting it up that Lei likes SC too. I don't like it. I loved that in HYD he just loved his childhood love steadfastly (and got together with her at the end) even as he became a good friend to the heroine. She isn't Mary Sue, she doesn't need every man in love with her.

Also, I saw som MG pics on line from future eps and Aaangst! Did DMS slit his wrists because he can't be with SC because of his evil family???? Looks like it.

Someone really needs to take away the poor boy's copy of Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam. I half expected Tadap Tadap to start playing (a digression, but even after hundreds of Bolly movies, each with more than a few songs in them, TT is still the angstiest song/picturization I've ever seen, what with the haunting music, and the lyrics, and the gorgeous intercuts between Aishwarya, slitting her wrists in the dimness of the luxurious bath house and Salman, in the vast nothingness of the desert, screaming at God).

So yeah, I am continuing to enjoy MG though HYD anime was better.


In other news, I have been thinking of my favorite show of all time, Farscape, and how brilliant the writing was.

Sample:

John Crichton: Furlow, is it always about the money?
Furlow: Is there anything else? I mean, how much sex can you have?
John Crichton: I don't know, I haven't maxed out yet.



This is my favorite ever Farscape scene:

John Crichton: Say goodbye.
Aeryn Sun: We don't say goodbyes.
John Crichton: We do this time. You see you leave, and then you come back and I can't handle the in-between. Say goodbye.
Aeryn Sun: Fine. Goodbye, Crichton.
John Crichton: John! My name is John! 'Goodbye John.' To my face.
Aeryn Sun: Guarantee you won't die in my arms again!
John Crichton: Guarantee you won't die in mine!
Aeryn Sun: I can, by leaving!
John Crichton: Do you love John Crichton? Not him...not me. John Crichton.
Aeryn Sun: Yes.
[they kiss]
John Crichton: Then what does that taste like?
Aeryn Sun: Yesterday.
John Crichton: Well, nobody can compete with that. I am so much better dead.
Aeryn Sun: I can't do this again.
John Crichton: And I can't let the one thing I love fly away in a crappy little ship!
Aeryn Sun: You once said it was as if the fates meant for us to be together.
John Crichton: And I believe that.
Aeryn Sun: Well, then, if it's true, we will be together again.
John Crichton: Running away is not fate, Aeryn. Running away is running away. Fine, if you want fate-- here, I've-I've got a fate. Fate, here.
Aeryn Sun: What?
John Crichton: Coin toss.
Aeryn Sun: What, like that side up, you stay?
John Crichton: Absolutely. Fate.
Aeryn Sun: Just make a frelling wormhole, and go home.
John Crichton: There is no home! There is no wormhole! There's only you-Aeryn... anywhere in the universe. You pick the planet.
Aeryn Sun: It's too late for that.
John Crichton: It's not too late.
Aeryn Sun: No. You're not listening to me. It's too late for me.
John Crichton: You do this... and we'll never see each other again.
Aeryn Sun: Do you love Aeryn Sun?
John Crichton: Beyond hope.
Aeryn Sun: Then don't make me say good-bye. And don't make me stay.

John Crichton: You set me up. Not that I care. I don't care about much. War. Death. Wormholes. I don't care about the things you care about. Peacekeepers rule the Scarrans, the Scarrans rule the Peacekeepers. Let them rule together put your ass in a cage. I care about one thing. One. God have mercy on my soul. I think I'm gonna need your help Mr. Scarran half-breed to get Aeryn back. Help me get her and I will give you wormholes.

Aeryn Sun: I'm sure your world has no force so ruthless, so disciplined.
John Crichton: Oh, we call them linebackers, or serial killers. Depends on if they're professional or amateur.

John Crichton: Aeryn. I figure a relationship, the kind we're not having, is based on trust.
Aeryn Sun: I'm so sorry.
John Crichton: Yeah... me too. 'Cause you don't trust me. So, I don't know how to trust you.
Aeryn Sun: I think I've earned your trust.
John Crichton: I would put my life in your hands. But not my heart.

Stark: You want revenge.
John Crichton: No, I don't. I want to kill him. That's justice.

John Crichton: A monumental black hole. A swirling headstone marking the spot where we used to live and play and slaughter the innocent.

Aeryn Sun: So it's your life for everyone else's?
John Crichton: And you're different how?
Aeryn Sun: I'm different because I love you.
John Crichton: Then you know I have to do this. ... I'm coming back.

John Crichton: Hey. D'Argo... how come I'm not afraid?
Ka D'Argo: Fear accompanies the possibility of death. Calm shepherds its certainty.
John Crichton: I love hangin' with you, man.

John Crichton: Aeryn, if Scorpius gets me...
Aeryn Sun: I know, shoot you.
John Crichton: No. No, no. Shoot him.

Gilina: I can't believe you're not Sebacean.
John Crichton: Human. It's kinda like Sebacean, but we haven't conquered other worlds yet, so we just kick the crap out of each other.

John Crichton: I try to save a life a day... usually it's mine.

Neeyala: We were regaining dimensionality when our ships collided and must've been subjected to a massive burst of photonic distortion. Once the phaztillon generator is repaired, we'll dose ourselves and hope your living ship doesn't interfere with the non-thermal dimensional forces.
Aeryn Sun: Do you understand any of those words?
John Crichton: Yeah, I watched all kinds of Star Trek, it's just the order that they're in.

John Crichton: Haven't you read the Super Villain's Handbook? This is where you're supposed to twirl your mustache and gloat.

Aeryn Sun: No. I'm going to tell you how it's going to go from now on. *You* are going to stop sniffing this dren ...
John Crichton: Shut up!
Aeryn Sun: Don't you tell me to shut up!
John Crichton: [moves away from Aeryn] Pilot. My comms are a bit buggy. Can you test the system please?
Pilot: [over the comms] Yes, Commander. But that will take all comms offline for about 30 microts.
John Crichton: I thought so. That'll be fine.
[moves closer to Aeryn]
John Crichton: Shut up and listen to me. Scorpius is here. Looking for the key to what's inside my head. The neural chip, aurora chair, threatening Earth, none of it works because he does not *understand* me.
Aeryn Sun: Stop using him as an excuse!
John Crichton: Please!
[pause]
John Crichton: You're the key. My achilles. You. If he figures that out. The world and all that's in it is nothing. He will use you and the baby, and I will not be able to stop him.
Aeryn Sun: So you think he's been using the comms? Look at what it's done to you. You're completely paranoid.
Scorpius: [over the comms] Pilot, are we having a problem with the comms?
Pilot: I was just checking them. Some slight irregularities but they appear to be functioning normally.
Aeryn Sun: So it's over.
John Crichton: It's over.
Aeryn Sun: There's nothing more between us.
John Crichton: Nothing.
[they kiss]

Zhaan: I've always wondered what could be beyond height and width, depth and time.
John Crichton: Nausea.

Aeryn Sun: I apologize for my strengths.

Zhaan: There is much cruelty in the universe.
John Crichton: Yeah, we seem to have a treasure map to it.

Captain Biallar Crais: I'm only judging on my experience with you, but I've never seen such a deficient species. You have no special abilities. You're not particularly smart, can hardly smell, can barely see, and you're not even vaguely physically or spiritually imposing. Is there anything you do well?
John Crichton: Watch football.

Dominar Rygel XVI: You certainly look dead to me. I don't know your customs for these situations, but I'll give it a shot. Ahem. John Crichton, valued friend - no, wait a minute. That's a bit of a stretch. John Crichton, unwelcome shipmate, may you have safe journey to our hallowed realm... Actually, not our hallowed realm, that's for Hynerians. Go find your own hallowed realm. With the ceremony of passage complete, I declare you officially dead, and claim all your possessions for myself.

Dominar Rygel XVI: Repent? We've less than an arn. I was a Dominar. Take me longer than that to repent.

Dominar Rygel XVI: Look, I... I know I can be selfish, but given a chance I can usually...
John Crichton: Do what? Do the right thing?
Dominar Rygel XVI: Yes.
John Crichton: Rygel, I figure the right thing starts at the beginning of the day, not after you've been caught.

John Crichton: Which brings us to Dad. Dad. Dad's world was upside down, so he's trying to make it right side up by putting up Christmas decorations. Christmas decorations. Even though it's Florida and the whole block is cordoned off with security. Family traditions. They're supposed to bring us together and to make everything normal. But things have changed. And we don't get to close our eyes and pretend they haven't. And everyone is telling me how different I am. They're right. But they don't have a clue why. They can't know what I've seen... what I've done... what's been done to me.

Dominar Rygel XVI: So where did you bury your leaders on Earth?
John Crichton: In the ground.
Dominar Rygel XVI: Next to where you live? That's disgusting.

[after a kiss]
Aeryn Sun: No, I will not be a slave to your hormones.
John Crichton: My Hormones? I was lips, but you were tongue.

Stark: I'll take your pain.
Ka D'Argo: No pain is good. Means I'm alive.
Stark: Then let me help you to the other side.
Ka D'Argo: Frell, Stark. This is the other side. I was hoping to go back.

Pilot: This will be used as a weapon, against others?
John Crichton: Worst case scenario, yeah.
Pilot: If I understand correctly, it has the power to kill tens of thousands.
John Crichton: For starters.
Pilot: Are you capable of using this?
John Crichton: Yes.
Pilot: Then I don't know you as I thought.
[Crichton aims his pistol at Pilot]
Pilot: So you'll be starting with me then?
John Crichton: Someone puts a gun to your head, Pilot. What do you do? What do you do? You defend yourself. And that is why we have to build this.
Pilot: No-one has a weapon pointed to your head.
John Crichton: Oh, God, Pilot! Everybody's got a weapon pointed at my head!
Pilot: There are other options.
John Crichton: Well, why don't you explain that to the tens of millions of people who will die in the meantime!
Pilot: Is that truly your concern? Or is it Aeryn and your unborn offspring that you wish to protect?
John Crichton: That's my family, Pilot. Everything begins with family.

John Crichton: [John is about to activate the wormhole weapon] Do you want to see it? Do you want to see what you've been chasing me and my family for years for? Do you want to see a wormhole weapon?
Scorpius: Yes.
John Crichton: Beg.
Scorpius: I beg you.
John Crichton: It's not good enough. Say "please."
ScScorpius: Please.
John Crichton: Pretty please...
Scorpius: -Pretty please.
John Crichton: With a cherry on top...
Scorpius: -With a cherry on top.
John Crichton: Happy Birthday. Now get out of my sight.

John Crichton: All right, be careful.
Aeryn Sun: I'm pregnant, not incapacitated, John.

Aeryn Sun (talking to her baby): Oh! Can you hear that? That's just the sound of a DRD.
[Moya groans] And that's the sound of our ship Moya under pressure. And this is the sound of an AKR maximum load ammo pack being chambered into a full grade full range pulse pistol.

And just because I mentioned it in my Meteor Garden write-up, here is the English translation of the lyrics of Tadap Tadap, the angstiest ever Bollywood song. Translation courtesy of BollyWHAT. When the (male) singer sings this, I just...guuuuuh.



This lifeless heart --
Your love gave life to this lifeless heart.
Then that very love of yours laid waste to it.

From this battered heart arises a heavy sigh:
I am punished for loving you; what sin did I commit to deserve this?
In my love for you, I was utterly destroyed.

Love is so strange: a few moments of happiness,
Then a treasure trove of sorrow and loneliness.
Sometimes tears, sometimes sighs, sometimes reproaches, sometimes moans.

Your face appears before me;
Your face appears in the brightness of day and memories of you torment me.
Memories of you torment me in the darkness of night; your face appears before me.

I am punished for loving you; what sin did I commit to deserve this?
I was utterly destroyed;
I was utterly destroyed by my love for you.

If I meet God, I will ask him: God,
Having given me a body of clay, why did you make my heart with glass?
And on top of that, you put it in my nature to love!

How marvelous, your creation!
How marvelous, God, that above and beyond that, you granted a fate not only of meeting, but also of parting!
Sometimes we meet, sometimes we separate, is this the love you intended?

How marvelous is your handiwork!
A sigh arises from this griefstricken heart;
I am punished for loving you; what sin did I commit to deserve this?
I was utterly destroyed;
I was utterly destroyed by my love for you.

Profile

dangermousie: (Default)
dangermousie

November 2012

S M T W T F S
     1 2 3
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
252627282930 

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Oct. 18th, 2017 12:52 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios