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torigates. She knows why) a big pile of hot crap. My head is fuzzy/dizzy/achey, there are things running down the back of my throat (let's not elaborate), and need I add that I'm still on my period? Because I am. Also? My ears hurt. CAN YOU JUST NOT, BODY? I mean, really. I feel icky & feverish! This is not acceptable.
It doesn't help that I've barely eaten for, like, days. (less than usual, I mean) But that's because my stomach was hurting. At least that's over, now. See, this is what I get for hanging out with a friend & her baby. BABIES ALWAYS GIVE YOU THINGS. Always. They're like Trojan Horses of Viral Cuteness.
Anyway.
I don't even have cold medication! (Oh. Turns out I wasn't done yet. Heh.) All I have are Emergen-C packets! WAH!
All right, NOW I'm done. *stomps & pouts, throws things*
Moving on. My unemployment runs out this week. It's possible that's what I'm really spazzing out about. I'm trying to remain calm, however. From what I've heard, it's not actually that big a deal to get the extension. I'm probably worrying over nothing, as per usual. Sort of like how my apartment is a mess and every time I look around, I think, "I AM A FAILURE! LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! WHY AM I SO WROOOOONG?!", when--in reality--that's probably a bit of a harsh judgement. Meanwhile, the trigger for that thought was seriously maybe two things: 1. the dishes in the sink (they've been there for weeks), and 2. the fact that I still have mostly the same furniture & such from when I moved out of my mom's house seven years ago & that I haven't bought new things & decorated like some successful/amazing "Adult Archetype" that I've made up in my head + seen on TV. Who the fuck knows. I have issues. Like, there's me in my bed, all, "OMG, THERE ARE BOXES. AND AN EMPTY POP BOTTLE THAT NEEDS TO BE THROWN OUT THAT I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE WAS THERE UNTIL TODAY & WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT ME ESPECIALLY BECAUSE CLEANING EVERYTHING NOW SOUNDS TOTALLY OVERWHELMING. I AM CLEARLY TRAINING TO BE LIKE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE ON A&E'S HOARDERS AND AM DOOMED TO DIE ALONE & MAYBE THIS IS MY FAULT BECAUSE I CAN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT MY DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY & I'M JUST AS MESSED UP AS THEY ARE & THEY WERE RIGHT ABOUT ME ALL ALONG & OH GOD I'M ALMOST THIRTY & I HAVE NO ONE & THAT PICTURE IS JUST THERE OUT OF HABIT & THE FACT THAT I HATE CHANGE & I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF I LIKE IT & SHOULDN'T I KNOW IF I LIKE MY OWN THINGS & MY LIFE IS PASSING ME BY & AHHHHHH.[/holy crap, that was a lot of capslock]
Right, and then I go back to sleep (then, that is, not now), because seriously. My brain exhausts me.
On a positive note, it looks like spring is finally coming. On one hand, I find that vaguely depressing for some reason--I think because I wanted to have "accomplished" more by now, and because it's bringing up memories of last summer, when I spent time with my sister & the kids & various friends--but on the other, it will make it more likely that I'll start taking walks again, I think. Whatevs, new season, fresh start, right? I'll just go with it.
Anyway--sick or not, I'm awake, and I've got stuff to ramble about, so let's get going. Just remember: you've had your preemptive warning that I'm sick; ergo, this may be cracky as Hell. I tend to go on major tangents whenever I have a cold. Like, you know that scene on Buffy when Andrew is imagining himself as a god? And he's all skipping around in a field of daisies, singing, wearing a toga & what-not? That's about as much logic as you'll find inside my brain when I'm sick. Okay? Okay.
Let's roll.
1. First on the agenda, I need to share a few things that made me laugh today. And I'd find a more creative/witty way to phrase that, but again with the whole MY BRAIN IS NOT WORKING-ness. Apparently it is capable of using capslock, though.
SMOOTH, BUTT-LIFTING DESIGN. Hahaha. Okay, here's the deal with this ad: it's been on the air for a long time, now. But it still makes me laugh so hard sometimes that I cry. I'm not even kidding. Tonight was one of those times. I had to find it on YouTube, just in case some of you--especially those of you outside the U.S.--hadn't seen it yet.
The best part? One of my friends last year owned a pair of these. I DIED.
P.S.
"…or walk like a whore in the grocery store parking lot."
(Can't. Stop. Laughing)
Numbah two on the funny list:
Oh, man. It never gets old. It just never, ever does. THE HIGH WILL BE 32! EVERYONE FREAK OUT ON THE COUNT OF THREE!
And finally:
Hee. Weirdos. *loves her city*
2. Not sure if/how long it'll continue for yet, but the BSG rewatch has commenced. I watched 33, Water, Bastille Day, and Act of Contrition today.
-Season 1 Baltar cracks me up. HE IS SO FUCKING CRAZY & DOUCHEY. Hahaha. LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM. Everyone interacting with him is just like, "YEAH, WHATEVER, NUTJOB," but not saying it yet. It's so funny. Also, omg, poor Gaeta. His boycrush is so much more obvious in retrospect. "You have a friend." HEE.
-It's so heartbreaking to look back at certain things during a rewatch, like--okay, Dee? Being the first one you see at the memorial wall? HEARTBREAKING. To just look at her, standing there, y'know? What it represents, thinking of her future. I get the same, "GAH, SOMEONE HOLD ME!" feeling whenever Gaeta appears, all happyfaced & young & brighteyed & bushytailed. OH, SEASON ONE. You don't even know what's coming! (For real, like, CAN WE EVEN JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO MENTION THE "THERE'S GONNA BE A RECKONING" PREMONITION IN THE MINISERIES? I apologize for the capslock--heh--but seriously!)
-Adama/Roslin. How is it possible for them to still be so motherfrakking cute? Right from the beginning! Good God in Heaven. HE DRESSED UP IN HIS LITTLE SUIT FOR HER. WITH THE TASSLE AND EVERYTHING. Hee hee. "Let's go be presidential." "Never lend books." "Well, then thank you for the gift." Ahhhhhh. JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY. Oh, wait, I forgot, that doesn't happen yet. Ha.
…yeah, I think this rewatch will continue. For them alone, if nothing else. I loves me some Adama/Roslin.
Also: have you noticed the cracky cold influence yet? HA. ~capslock…just the two of usss, we can make it if we tryyyy~
(yes, that was me figuratively *singing* about capslock. You should see me with a cold + actual cold medication. *eyebrow* Let's move on.)
-Leemo as Roslin's BFF. Aw, Captain Apollo. Back when it ~had a nice ring to it~. Sniff.
-Billlyyyyyyy. Speaking of heartbreaking. Oh, Billy. With your curly hair & your not knowing anything about women & your "Petty Officer Dualla…conversant in technical details." *pinches his cheek*
-The entire episode of Bastille Day. It's awesome & I love it. Kara as a sniper, people dropping down on ropes, ears getting bitten off, political/psychological mindfuckery, "freedom is earned," "he's your son/he's your advisor", I just love it.
-The funeral montage in Act of Contrition + Adama's speech, "Hold strong to them, because people are watching…they need to know they can count on you." ealih;ahoihgoihgoighh
Again, it's one of those things where--upon a rewatch--it hits you even harder. After Pegasus, after New Caprica, after everything? Gah. It's just so powerful. On so many levels, too. You can watch the funeral & see the Kara/Lee storyline, how even then they were divided--by his brother's casket, literally--yet emotionally connected at the same time. You can also watch it for any other combination of characters--Adama, Kara, Lee--or simply them as individuals. Or just in terms of looking at the military & seeing what they go through. Any way you slice it, it's good stuff. Especially with the whole "It's your fault he's dead, Kara" added guilt thrown in--y'know, the guilt that she let Lee put on Adama for *two years*. OUCH. No one came out of that sitch a winner. (note: I understand why she did what she did. I love Kara--she's anything but perfect. I'm just sayin'. It adds to the angst of the scene.)
-"Okay, next crisis." Pretty much just sums it up for me. It reminds me of one of the things that I love about this show the most, I think. Life sucks. Because it just DOES. But you know what? People keep going. They don't tell you why at the end of every episode, like some "THIS IS THE MEANING OF LIFE" barfy thing; they just do. And sometimes things don't suck. Sometimes there's a moment where something goes *right* for once, people smile, characters crack a joke, a couple has sex, whatever, and they keep going for one another. Because there "aren't many of us left." Or not. For some, they fight for another reason. Who knows. I mean, as Kara says in season two, she doesn't know how to do anything other than fight. But the point is, it's real. And it reminds me of that part of me that's had to face problem after problem & just kept going. I like that this show doesn't give some bogus answer, telling you "why" you should keep going. Some people on the show *don't* keep going, after all. But some do. It's just like, okay, I can appreciate that. I can relate to that. As much as I joke about this show being angsty/bleak/etc (in a wonderful way), it's actually inspiring to me at times, really. They just *keep going*, even when they ~say~ they're done (like Roslin with her politics, for instance. The minute Adama was in danger, BOOM. EYETEETH. Heh). They still get up & brush their teeth & inhale, exhale, & continue living. That's the point.
I have no idea if any of that even made sense--with the cold and all--but yeah. This show just gets me.
3. I am finally ready to talk about Bones. Of course by now no one probably cares, but that's okay. I took notes, yo. So, there.
Sooo, I'm just going to write this according to the notes I took. This is going to be EXTRA cracky. Good Lord. Buckle up:
-Chipper '50s opening tunes. You always know something bad's about to go down when an episode either starts or ends that way. I'm looking at you, "Home."[/X-Phile]
-Way to be a stalker, Booth. I love it. Haha. Also: way to SO OBVIOUSLY have planned to attend that lecture with her. He totally misses her. Like, he completely wants to sit next to her & tug on her ponytail & get on her nerves, you know what I'm saying? And pass notes to distract her & get her into trouble with the speaker. Because the notes would have pictures of the speaker on them, which she'd squish her nose up at, and be all, "That's not an accurate depiction of the speaker at all, Booth. You've drawn his nose cartoonishly large." And then the person sitting next to her would be like, "SHHH!" and they'd get kicked out, which would've been Booth's plan all along.
(Diabolical, that one.)
Then he'd take her for ice cream, and…okay, I'm gonna stop before this turns into its own fanfic. Especially because I've read, like, ten thousand XF fics that approach everything I've just said. Hahaha. Oh, Bones. ILU SO MUCH, YOU BIG FANFIC SHOW, YOU.
-I enjoy that the sniper goes to "work" in a suit. I wonder if he dresses business casual on Fridays.
-Speaking of casual wear, can I please squish Booth & Bones to death, with their jogging outfits? SO CUTE. They look so soft & comfy!
-VNM: ♥ That is all.
-The guitar riffs that obnoxiously play every time Angela's dad shows up. WHO THOUGHT THESE WERE A GOOD IDEA?
Here's what we're gonna do: find that person, get a guitar, and hit them over the head with it until they promise to never do that again.
SO CHEESY. God, that entire plotline. I could not get beyond the music, seriously. And then with the tattoo? UGHHHHH. JUST, NOOOOO. Hit the writer for that too, please.
Except: I did like the names Hodgins mentioned. That was cute. Clearly, Booth & Brennan are going to be something akin to godparents (non-religiously, I'm sure). Like symbolic aunties/uncles. Aww.
On a random note, I wonder if we'll ever find out anything about Angela's mom. C'mon, writers. Get on that.
-On another random note: Oh, hi there, Cam! Nice of you to drop by. I noticed you got your hair done. Cute. Anything else new in your life? Oh, wait, you're already gone.
CUT IT OUT, WRITERS. I WANT MORE CAM.
-Oh, but heyyyyyyy, here's some good news: BOOTH'S IN THE HOUSE. Well, not in the "house", per se--he's actually in the lab. But you get my point! Because he totes misses her. Like I said. And he's slowly, but surely getting over his issues. Aww. YOU TWO.
-Brennan's dress. I can't even. Every time she wears one, I lose functioning in basic parts of. I just. With her hips. And legs. And. NGH.[/short-circuits]
-"I am not him." And here we arrive at the crux of the episode (imo). This is where the thinky thoughts I mentioned the other day come in, which should be interesting considering my head's all fuzzy. Yay.
Oh, well. I apologize in advance if none of this is super articulate. Here are my thoughts:
Broadsky is not actually that interesting to me; there's always killers out there like him, & they get talked about quite a bit already. Not just in pop culture (Dexter, etc), but on the news. When a mother kills the man accused of molesting her son, for instance. Different circumstance, sure, but similar concept. It's not new to introduce the idea of a murderer blurring the line between right & wrong in the eyes of that particular society.
What's more interesting to me in this plotline is turning it around to look specifically at socially sanctioned killing, re: the military, capital punishment, police, etc, and how it compares/contrasts to someone like Broadsky, not to mention how changing the words we use to describe the action changes our viewpoint of it (i.e. "shooter," "sniper", "killer," "murderer,"--whether it's considered lawful, etc. They all might describe the same action--a bullet leaving the chamber & ending a life--but the difference *matters* to people). In other words, I'm not really so interested in him. I'm more so interested in how his presence allows the show to raise questions about Booth's past & how he feels about that past.
And here's why I especially like it: because I don't think it's just Brennan who "wants to understand" things like this. Booth may resist talking about it--that's his natural impulse when difficult emotions come up--but I think deep-down he has the same questions. Otherwise why would the JFK case have gotten to him like it did last season? Exactly. What if your leaders make a bad call?
Because here's the thing: there are no easy answers. Booth has killed people. He has. As Brennan said, there are similarities between him & Broadsky. He may not have "wanted to pull the trigger," but he knew what being a sniper meant before he agreed to the job. No one forced him. He wasn't drafted into the military. The term "sniper" isn't ambiguous. It means ending lives. Like it or not, you can always find someone out there to disagree with pretty much any ole thing, right? So, logic says that if you go to war & kill someone, it's not too unlikely they'd have a family member mourning them that doesn't agree your war/actions are just & would therefore call you a murderer. Objectively, it's the truth. Especially since, hello, why else would you be fighting a war if there wasn't an enemy? That implies they don't agree with you. In their mind, YOU'RE the killer.
History is told by the ones left standing.
Now, with that objective stuff out of the way, like Brennan also said, Booth *is* different than Broadsky. Because even if the leaders make a (subjective--as decided by us/history/society/etc) bad call, even if others disagree, and so on & so forth, his form of socially-sanctioned killing allows for peer review via democracy, legal checks & balances, a certain degree of transparency, rules that he agrees to follow, and at least the potential for accountability. Broadsky is going it alone--that's different. That is the reason why I find it disturbing, however--and I think Booth does, too, for the record--when he mentions that sniper records/files don't always include all the information. I don't find it surprising, and I realize it would be excused for reasons of "security," but I still find it disturbing. That blurs the line far too much.
So, in case that wasn't clear, it's not even so much about "is the victim good or bad?" or "is the killer good or bad?" The difference is simply that, with one, there are rules & a government & at least a small agreed-upon chance to hold people responsible if needed--for instance, let's say Booth was ordered to shoot a select group of people in his role as a sniper, but the order constituted a war crime. He would be culpable, regardless of whether he "wanted" to pull the trigger or not. Once again, as a sniper, he's dependent on whether the order to kill is considered just, & whether he then decides to follow that order--but in the case of Broadsky, you just have one rogue killer, no ability to expect him to answer to others within his society, and he just does whatever he wants. The act of killing for him is clearly more about him & what he wants than what his society approves of or/deems acceptable. If he really cared about his society that much, he'd fight for a legal method of justice. It's not about justice for him. That's the difference. He wants the power. He wants to make a ~point~. He's above it all, handing down judgement.
With Booth, it was never about that. It was actually about being part *of* the system & trying to make the world better, working within it. Not standing above it.
THAT'S the difference. So, just like Brennan, to me? Broadsky is bad. Booth is good (even though he's still killed people, but he's good! Haha. What? I just keep it real, okay!). Hee. Very simple. It's subjective, but easy. But also easy for me to figure is that, as Sweets says, it can't be easy for Booth to deal with all of this. I actually think it's less easy for him than Sweets seems to think. I mean, in that I think it gets to him more than he lets on, that's all I'm saying.
-Brennan getting out of the car, spinning around. Ha. Except I was a little afraid a bullet was about to whiz by, ngl. I sort of think Broadsky might aim for her at some point this season. Don't worry, that's not a spoiler. Heh. That's just my cliched fic brain at work. 'Cause y'know, that's SO the fic cliche type thing they'd do. Especially since they already shot Booth. Don't y'all think it's about time they shot Bones? Not seriously, mind you, but just like a little? Hee. I'M TERRIBLE. But come on! And Booth would go CRAZY in the hospital like Mulder did in Redux II? Ahhhhh. Yes.
-"You're the reason she's dead." Dude, Broadsky, that was a bit harsh. Tone it down!
-"Cher, did that man get to you?" Did he dress in bell bottoms & sing '60s love ballads to you?
-"It kills me that Bones thinks…" bla bla bla. See, Booth, she never said she thought any such thing! This is why I'm saying this stuff gets to him more than he lets on. Also, note the roughing people up during interrogations. Hmm-mmm.
-"I trust you." Aww.
-"For God's sake, you're brilliant." AW.
Okay, now, go have sex. I'll wait. The roof is flat & everything. Perfect for horizontal mambo action.
-"Bogey is in the can." Hee!
-And finally, the last scene: Booth, way to be SO IN DENIAL & SO OBVIOUS ABOUT IT. I love you. Suuuuure, she's your "partner." Nice word choice, there. Also, Brennan, you're cute. AS ALWAYS. Your laughter over situational morality makes me want to tackle-hug my television. P.S. DON'T ACT LIKE I DON'T NOTICE YOU REPEATEDLY TOUCHING BOOTH'S ARM EVERY OTHER SECOND. GIRL, PLEASE.
Aaaaaaaand we're done. This is why I stopped taking notes during episodes, I think. It makes my recaps too long. Ha.
It needs to be Thursday now, too. THAT PROMO. OH MY GOD. Come talk to me about it. That plus this cold is making me extra cray cray.
I'm going to be wacky & wild and end this entry with three points today. I don't usually do that. I could stretch it to five, but I won't. This entry's already ridic.
For my Vid of the Day, let's celebrate the fact that it's Southland/Parenthood Day, shall we? Sure, sure, Southland already had its season finale, and Parenthood is a rerun tonight (new eps come back in two weeks). I know. Grr hiatus grr. But I don't even care. HAPPY SOUTHLAND/PARENTHOOD DAY ANYWAY.[/still with the capslock. Apparently colds make me hyper]
This one is by vortex199, btw. I should probably add that. Heh. And I'm going now before I can talk more.
torigates. She knows why) a big pile of hot crap. My head is fuzzy/dizzy/achey, there are things running down the back of my throat (let's not elaborate), and need I add that I'm still on my period? Because I am. Also? My ears hurt. CAN YOU JUST NOT, BODY? I mean, really. I feel icky & feverish! This is not acceptable.It doesn't help that I've barely eaten for, like, days. (less than usual, I mean) But that's because my stomach was hurting. At least that's over, now. See, this is what I get for hanging out with a friend & her baby. BABIES ALWAYS GIVE YOU THINGS. Always. They're like Trojan Horses of Viral Cuteness.
Anyway.
I don't even have cold medication! (Oh. Turns out I wasn't done yet. Heh.) All I have are Emergen-C packets! WAH!
All right, NOW I'm done. *stomps & pouts, throws things*
Moving on. My unemployment runs out this week. It's possible that's what I'm really spazzing out about. I'm trying to remain calm, however. From what I've heard, it's not actually that big a deal to get the extension. I'm probably worrying over nothing, as per usual. Sort of like how my apartment is a mess and every time I look around, I think, "I AM A FAILURE! LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! WHY AM I SO WROOOOONG?!", when--in reality--that's probably a bit of a harsh judgement. Meanwhile, the trigger for that thought was seriously maybe two things: 1. the dishes in the sink (they've been there for weeks), and 2. the fact that I still have mostly the same furniture & such from when I moved out of my mom's house seven years ago & that I haven't bought new things & decorated like some successful/amazing "Adult Archetype" that I've made up in my head + seen on TV. Who the fuck knows. I have issues. Like, there's me in my bed, all, "OMG, THERE ARE BOXES. AND AN EMPTY POP BOTTLE THAT NEEDS TO BE THROWN OUT THAT I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE WAS THERE UNTIL TODAY & WHAT DOES THAT SAY ABOUT ME ESPECIALLY BECAUSE CLEANING EVERYTHING NOW SOUNDS TOTALLY OVERWHELMING. I AM CLEARLY TRAINING TO BE LIKE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE ON A&E'S HOARDERS AND AM DOOMED TO DIE ALONE & MAYBE THIS IS MY FAULT BECAUSE I CAN'T SURVIVE WITHOUT MY DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY & I'M JUST AS MESSED UP AS THEY ARE & THEY WERE RIGHT ABOUT ME ALL ALONG & OH GOD I'M ALMOST THIRTY & I HAVE NO ONE & THAT PICTURE IS JUST THERE OUT OF HABIT & THE FACT THAT I HATE CHANGE & I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF I LIKE IT & SHOULDN'T I KNOW IF I LIKE MY OWN THINGS & MY LIFE IS PASSING ME BY & AHHHHHH.[/holy crap, that was a lot of capslock]
Right, and then I go back to sleep (then, that is, not now), because seriously. My brain exhausts me.
On a positive note, it looks like spring is finally coming. On one hand, I find that vaguely depressing for some reason--I think because I wanted to have "accomplished" more by now, and because it's bringing up memories of last summer, when I spent time with my sister & the kids & various friends--but on the other, it will make it more likely that I'll start taking walks again, I think. Whatevs, new season, fresh start, right? I'll just go with it.
Anyway--sick or not, I'm awake, and I've got stuff to ramble about, so let's get going. Just remember: you've had your preemptive warning that I'm sick; ergo, this may be cracky as Hell. I tend to go on major tangents whenever I have a cold. Like, you know that scene on Buffy when Andrew is imagining himself as a god? And he's all skipping around in a field of daisies, singing, wearing a toga & what-not? That's about as much logic as you'll find inside my brain when I'm sick. Okay? Okay.
Let's roll.
1. First on the agenda, I need to share a few things that made me laugh today. And I'd find a more creative/witty way to phrase that, but again with the whole MY BRAIN IS NOT WORKING-ness. Apparently it is capable of using capslock, though.
SMOOTH, BUTT-LIFTING DESIGN. Hahaha. Okay, here's the deal with this ad: it's been on the air for a long time, now. But it still makes me laugh so hard sometimes that I cry. I'm not even kidding. Tonight was one of those times. I had to find it on YouTube, just in case some of you--especially those of you outside the U.S.--hadn't seen it yet.
The best part? One of my friends last year owned a pair of these. I DIED.
P.S.
"…or walk like a whore in the grocery store parking lot."
(Can't. Stop. Laughing)
Numbah two on the funny list:
Oh, man. It never gets old. It just never, ever does. THE HIGH WILL BE 32! EVERYONE FREAK OUT ON THE COUNT OF THREE!
And finally:
Hee. Weirdos. *loves her city*
2. Not sure if/how long it'll continue for yet, but the BSG rewatch has commenced. I watched 33, Water, Bastille Day, and Act of Contrition today.
-Season 1 Baltar cracks me up. HE IS SO FUCKING CRAZY & DOUCHEY. Hahaha. LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM, LOVE HIM. Everyone interacting with him is just like, "YEAH, WHATEVER, NUTJOB," but not saying it yet. It's so funny. Also, omg, poor Gaeta. His boycrush is so much more obvious in retrospect. "You have a friend." HEE.
-It's so heartbreaking to look back at certain things during a rewatch, like--okay, Dee? Being the first one you see at the memorial wall? HEARTBREAKING. To just look at her, standing there, y'know? What it represents, thinking of her future. I get the same, "GAH, SOMEONE HOLD ME!" feeling whenever Gaeta appears, all happyfaced & young & brighteyed & bushytailed. OH, SEASON ONE. You don't even know what's coming! (For real, like, CAN WE EVEN JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO MENTION THE "THERE'S GONNA BE A RECKONING" PREMONITION IN THE MINISERIES? I apologize for the capslock--heh--but seriously!)
-Adama/Roslin. How is it possible for them to still be so motherfrakking cute? Right from the beginning! Good God in Heaven. HE DRESSED UP IN HIS LITTLE SUIT FOR HER. WITH THE TASSLE AND EVERYTHING. Hee hee. "Let's go be presidential." "Never lend books." "Well, then thank you for the gift." Ahhhhhh. JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY. Oh, wait, I forgot, that doesn't happen yet. Ha.
…yeah, I think this rewatch will continue. For them alone, if nothing else. I loves me some Adama/Roslin.
Also: have you noticed the cracky cold influence yet? HA. ~capslock…just the two of usss, we can make it if we tryyyy~
(yes, that was me figuratively *singing* about capslock. You should see me with a cold + actual cold medication. *eyebrow* Let's move on.)
-Leemo as Roslin's BFF. Aw, Captain Apollo. Back when it ~had a nice ring to it~. Sniff.
-Billlyyyyyyy. Speaking of heartbreaking. Oh, Billy. With your curly hair & your not knowing anything about women & your "Petty Officer Dualla…conversant in technical details." *pinches his cheek*
-The entire episode of Bastille Day. It's awesome & I love it. Kara as a sniper, people dropping down on ropes, ears getting bitten off, political/psychological mindfuckery, "freedom is earned," "he's your son/he's your advisor", I just love it.
-The funeral montage in Act of Contrition + Adama's speech, "Hold strong to them, because people are watching…they need to know they can count on you." ealih;ahoihgoihgoighh
Again, it's one of those things where--upon a rewatch--it hits you even harder. After Pegasus, after New Caprica, after everything? Gah. It's just so powerful. On so many levels, too. You can watch the funeral & see the Kara/Lee storyline, how even then they were divided--by his brother's casket, literally--yet emotionally connected at the same time. You can also watch it for any other combination of characters--Adama, Kara, Lee--or simply them as individuals. Or just in terms of looking at the military & seeing what they go through. Any way you slice it, it's good stuff. Especially with the whole "It's your fault he's dead, Kara" added guilt thrown in--y'know, the guilt that she let Lee put on Adama for *two years*. OUCH. No one came out of that sitch a winner. (note: I understand why she did what she did. I love Kara--she's anything but perfect. I'm just sayin'. It adds to the angst of the scene.)
-"Okay, next crisis." Pretty much just sums it up for me. It reminds me of one of the things that I love about this show the most, I think. Life sucks. Because it just DOES. But you know what? People keep going. They don't tell you why at the end of every episode, like some "THIS IS THE MEANING OF LIFE" barfy thing; they just do. And sometimes things don't suck. Sometimes there's a moment where something goes *right* for once, people smile, characters crack a joke, a couple has sex, whatever, and they keep going for one another. Because there "aren't many of us left." Or not. For some, they fight for another reason. Who knows. I mean, as Kara says in season two, she doesn't know how to do anything other than fight. But the point is, it's real. And it reminds me of that part of me that's had to face problem after problem & just kept going. I like that this show doesn't give some bogus answer, telling you "why" you should keep going. Some people on the show *don't* keep going, after all. But some do. It's just like, okay, I can appreciate that. I can relate to that. As much as I joke about this show being angsty/bleak/etc (in a wonderful way), it's actually inspiring to me at times, really. They just *keep going*, even when they ~say~ they're done (like Roslin with her politics, for instance. The minute Adama was in danger, BOOM. EYETEETH. Heh). They still get up & brush their teeth & inhale, exhale, & continue living. That's the point.
I have no idea if any of that even made sense--with the cold and all--but yeah. This show just gets me.
3. I am finally ready to talk about Bones. Of course by now no one probably cares, but that's okay. I took notes, yo. So, there.
Sooo, I'm just going to write this according to the notes I took. This is going to be EXTRA cracky. Good Lord. Buckle up:
-Chipper '50s opening tunes. You always know something bad's about to go down when an episode either starts or ends that way. I'm looking at you, "Home."[/X-Phile]
-Way to be a stalker, Booth. I love it. Haha. Also: way to SO OBVIOUSLY have planned to attend that lecture with her. He totally misses her. Like, he completely wants to sit next to her & tug on her ponytail & get on her nerves, you know what I'm saying? And pass notes to distract her & get her into trouble with the speaker. Because the notes would have pictures of the speaker on them, which she'd squish her nose up at, and be all, "That's not an accurate depiction of the speaker at all, Booth. You've drawn his nose cartoonishly large." And then the person sitting next to her would be like, "SHHH!" and they'd get kicked out, which would've been Booth's plan all along.
(Diabolical, that one.)
Then he'd take her for ice cream, and…okay, I'm gonna stop before this turns into its own fanfic. Especially because I've read, like, ten thousand XF fics that approach everything I've just said. Hahaha. Oh, Bones. ILU SO MUCH, YOU BIG FANFIC SHOW, YOU.
-I enjoy that the sniper goes to "work" in a suit. I wonder if he dresses business casual on Fridays.
-Speaking of casual wear, can I please squish Booth & Bones to death, with their jogging outfits? SO CUTE. They look so soft & comfy!
-VNM: ♥ That is all.
-The guitar riffs that obnoxiously play every time Angela's dad shows up. WHO THOUGHT THESE WERE A GOOD IDEA?
Here's what we're gonna do: find that person, get a guitar, and hit them over the head with it until they promise to never do that again.
SO CHEESY. God, that entire plotline. I could not get beyond the music, seriously. And then with the tattoo? UGHHHHH. JUST, NOOOOO. Hit the writer for that too, please.
Except: I did like the names Hodgins mentioned. That was cute. Clearly, Booth & Brennan are going to be something akin to godparents (non-religiously, I'm sure). Like symbolic aunties/uncles. Aww.
On a random note, I wonder if we'll ever find out anything about Angela's mom. C'mon, writers. Get on that.
-On another random note: Oh, hi there, Cam! Nice of you to drop by. I noticed you got your hair done. Cute. Anything else new in your life? Oh, wait, you're already gone.
CUT IT OUT, WRITERS. I WANT MORE CAM.
-Oh, but heyyyyyyy, here's some good news: BOOTH'S IN THE HOUSE. Well, not in the "house", per se--he's actually in the lab. But you get my point! Because he totes misses her. Like I said. And he's slowly, but surely getting over his issues. Aww. YOU TWO.
-Brennan's dress. I can't even. Every time she wears one, I lose functioning in basic parts of. I just. With her hips. And legs. And. NGH.[/short-circuits]
-"I am not him." And here we arrive at the crux of the episode (imo). This is where the thinky thoughts I mentioned the other day come in, which should be interesting considering my head's all fuzzy. Yay.
Oh, well. I apologize in advance if none of this is super articulate. Here are my thoughts:
Broadsky is not actually that interesting to me; there's always killers out there like him, & they get talked about quite a bit already. Not just in pop culture (Dexter, etc), but on the news. When a mother kills the man accused of molesting her son, for instance. Different circumstance, sure, but similar concept. It's not new to introduce the idea of a murderer blurring the line between right & wrong in the eyes of that particular society.
What's more interesting to me in this plotline is turning it around to look specifically at socially sanctioned killing, re: the military, capital punishment, police, etc, and how it compares/contrasts to someone like Broadsky, not to mention how changing the words we use to describe the action changes our viewpoint of it (i.e. "shooter," "sniper", "killer," "murderer,"--whether it's considered lawful, etc. They all might describe the same action--a bullet leaving the chamber & ending a life--but the difference *matters* to people). In other words, I'm not really so interested in him. I'm more so interested in how his presence allows the show to raise questions about Booth's past & how he feels about that past.
And here's why I especially like it: because I don't think it's just Brennan who "wants to understand" things like this. Booth may resist talking about it--that's his natural impulse when difficult emotions come up--but I think deep-down he has the same questions. Otherwise why would the JFK case have gotten to him like it did last season? Exactly. What if your leaders make a bad call?
Because here's the thing: there are no easy answers. Booth has killed people. He has. As Brennan said, there are similarities between him & Broadsky. He may not have "wanted to pull the trigger," but he knew what being a sniper meant before he agreed to the job. No one forced him. He wasn't drafted into the military. The term "sniper" isn't ambiguous. It means ending lives. Like it or not, you can always find someone out there to disagree with pretty much any ole thing, right? So, logic says that if you go to war & kill someone, it's not too unlikely they'd have a family member mourning them that doesn't agree your war/actions are just & would therefore call you a murderer. Objectively, it's the truth. Especially since, hello, why else would you be fighting a war if there wasn't an enemy? That implies they don't agree with you. In their mind, YOU'RE the killer.
History is told by the ones left standing.
Now, with that objective stuff out of the way, like Brennan also said, Booth *is* different than Broadsky. Because even if the leaders make a (subjective--as decided by us/history/society/etc) bad call, even if others disagree, and so on & so forth, his form of socially-sanctioned killing allows for peer review via democracy, legal checks & balances, a certain degree of transparency, rules that he agrees to follow, and at least the potential for accountability. Broadsky is going it alone--that's different. That is the reason why I find it disturbing, however--and I think Booth does, too, for the record--when he mentions that sniper records/files don't always include all the information. I don't find it surprising, and I realize it would be excused for reasons of "security," but I still find it disturbing. That blurs the line far too much.
So, in case that wasn't clear, it's not even so much about "is the victim good or bad?" or "is the killer good or bad?" The difference is simply that, with one, there are rules & a government & at least a small agreed-upon chance to hold people responsible if needed--for instance, let's say Booth was ordered to shoot a select group of people in his role as a sniper, but the order constituted a war crime. He would be culpable, regardless of whether he "wanted" to pull the trigger or not. Once again, as a sniper, he's dependent on whether the order to kill is considered just, & whether he then decides to follow that order--but in the case of Broadsky, you just have one rogue killer, no ability to expect him to answer to others within his society, and he just does whatever he wants. The act of killing for him is clearly more about him & what he wants than what his society approves of or/deems acceptable. If he really cared about his society that much, he'd fight for a legal method of justice. It's not about justice for him. That's the difference. He wants the power. He wants to make a ~point~. He's above it all, handing down judgement.
With Booth, it was never about that. It was actually about being part *of* the system & trying to make the world better, working within it. Not standing above it.
THAT'S the difference. So, just like Brennan, to me? Broadsky is bad. Booth is good (even though he's still killed people, but he's good! Haha. What? I just keep it real, okay!). Hee. Very simple. It's subjective, but easy. But also easy for me to figure is that, as Sweets says, it can't be easy for Booth to deal with all of this. I actually think it's less easy for him than Sweets seems to think. I mean, in that I think it gets to him more than he lets on, that's all I'm saying.
-Brennan getting out of the car, spinning around. Ha. Except I was a little afraid a bullet was about to whiz by, ngl. I sort of think Broadsky might aim for her at some point this season. Don't worry, that's not a spoiler. Heh. That's just my cliched fic brain at work. 'Cause y'know, that's SO the fic cliche type thing they'd do. Especially since they already shot Booth. Don't y'all think it's about time they shot Bones? Not seriously, mind you, but just like a little? Hee. I'M TERRIBLE. But come on! And Booth would go CRAZY in the hospital like Mulder did in Redux II? Ahhhhh. Yes.
-"You're the reason she's dead." Dude, Broadsky, that was a bit harsh. Tone it down!
-"Cher, did that man get to you?" Did he dress in bell bottoms & sing '60s love ballads to you?
-"It kills me that Bones thinks…" bla bla bla. See, Booth, she never said she thought any such thing! This is why I'm saying this stuff gets to him more than he lets on. Also, note the roughing people up during interrogations. Hmm-mmm.
-"I trust you." Aww.
-"For God's sake, you're brilliant." AW.
Okay, now, go have sex. I'll wait. The roof is flat & everything. Perfect for horizontal mambo action.
-"Bogey is in the can." Hee!
-And finally, the last scene: Booth, way to be SO IN DENIAL & SO OBVIOUS ABOUT IT. I love you. Suuuuure, she's your "partner." Nice word choice, there. Also, Brennan, you're cute. AS ALWAYS. Your laughter over situational morality makes me want to tackle-hug my television. P.S. DON'T ACT LIKE I DON'T NOTICE YOU REPEATEDLY TOUCHING BOOTH'S ARM EVERY OTHER SECOND. GIRL, PLEASE.
Aaaaaaaand we're done. This is why I stopped taking notes during episodes, I think. It makes my recaps too long. Ha.
It needs to be Thursday now, too. THAT PROMO. OH MY GOD. Come talk to me about it. That plus this cold is making me extra cray cray.
I'm going to be wacky & wild and end this entry with three points today. I don't usually do that. I could stretch it to five, but I won't. This entry's already ridic.
For my Vid of the Day, let's celebrate the fact that it's Southland/Parenthood Day, shall we? Sure, sure, Southland already had its season finale, and Parenthood is a rerun tonight (new eps come back in two weeks). I know. Grr hiatus grr. But I don't even care. HAPPY SOUTHLAND/PARENTHOOD DAY ANYWAY.[/still with the capslock. Apparently colds make me hyper]
This one is by vortex199, btw. I should probably add that. Heh. And I'm going now before I can talk more.
