Wednesday, October 27, 2004
73+159 pretty pics have now been reduced back down to 90. Go me.
A big, huge, gigantic sigh of relief and congratulations to the PoohBro who got his acceptance letter to all four colleges he applied to at the State U. He only submitted his online application last week and the high school had only sent out his transcript yesterday. Pretty damn fast, that lucky bastard. Then again, as a resident and admittedly pretty overqualified, it would have been a huge smap in the face if they had eventually turned him down. But the speed... yowie. Now that he's gotten into his safe school, he can concentrate on getting into the schools he really wants to go to, aka any school on the opposite coast.
Now to the really boring stuff. After the snarking fun One and I had last week over the last Lost ep, I was seriously considering snarking on it from now. Sort of like training camp before Alias started up again to get me back in shape. It was going to be really good, too. A scene-by-scene snarkathon. But then I watched this week's ep and... uhhh, yeah... Nevermind. Forget it. That show is a big peeeeeee-yoooo. (Thank god I was watching an ep of Dead Like Me at the same time to take away the sting and pain of it.) I will comment on a couple of things, though, cuz you know me. Can't shut me up. (Spoilers??)
~ Jack sucks as much as Vaughn. Only Vaughn is soooo much better at sucking because he's HoYay-able, and that counts as something in Pooh's book. Also, Vaughn has a gun. That also counts for something. Vaughn has also shown some ability to snark, lightweight that he is, and that counts as PERSONALITY compared to whatever the frell Jack has. Jack merely blows, but seeing how he's a BORE... is blowing a good thing if it puts you to sleep? I'm going to go with "no."
~ Another Alias link - the gratuitous bra shot. Ugh. It did nothing for Syd; it does nothing for Kate. And she's annoying and needs a cookie and needs to learn to unscrunch her face. There's gotta be bananas on the island cuz this girl is seriously constipated.
~ Speaking of the gratutious soft soft soft porn shots... TV does not need Jack and that Kate chick shirtless or in bra, splashing water all over their bodies, and panting heavily. No. Just no. WE DID NOTHING TO YOU, JJ! WHY MUST YOU BE SO CRUUUUUELLLLLLL?!
~ Sawyer - is neither hot nor dangerous nor interesting. Please.
~ Michael - was so much better when he was the wheelchair guy on Oz. At least then he didn't have the island's biggest palm tree stuck up his ass.
~ Charlie - needs to stay a hobbit.
~ Sayid - zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Once a terrorist, always a terrorist. (Okay, I'm going to hell for that one.)
~ A follow-up, if you will. I hate. Hate. HATE. when people talker louder and/or slower, but mostly LOUDER, to non-English-speaking people, as if that'll be enough to cross the language barrier. Yes, I'm staring at you, Sayid. And don't think I appreciated the fact that you accused the Korean dude of stealing your precious water and when you were proven wrong, stomped off without apologizing. That scene, and any scene where he speaks LOUDER to the non-English speaking... well, just the guy now... makes me hurt. HURT. It's not a good feeling. It's seriously not a good feeling. I die a little every time that happens. And I won't even get into the whole distinguishing between Chinese and Korean thing. Or the fact that the people picking on the "minorities" on this show happen to be other "minorities." Death - even in little bits and pieces - is not fun.
~ The Korean couple - most interesting characters this episode, but that's not saying much. Of course one of them speaks English. How convenient. Now I can't wait to find out that the husband was also hiding the fact that he speaks English, too. Then everyone can be one big happy English-speaking family! Yay!
~ Terry O'Quinn - still the best damn thing on this show, but cannot play all the characters at once, and therefore, will never be enough. I die a little more at this thought, too.
~ The whole beach vs water thing? Zzzzzzzzzz. Jack is a crappy leader. Why can't they all just live in the caves with rotating "sentries" on the beach to keep the fires going and to watch out for rescuers?
~ The end. And the music. Anvil much? I haven't seen this big an anvil shitstorm since Season 1, 2, and 3 of Alias. The pain! My eyes! God, my brain. And my Hazmat suit is still at the cleaners, getting prepped for Alias in January.
~ And here's the problem with the anvils -- There. Is. Absolutely. NO. Chemistry. In. The. Cast. On one hand, this works because on a plane full of strangers, you can't expect to have chemistry with everyone (unless I'm on the plane, cuz everyone lurves the Pooh even though she doesn't flash her boobs everywhere -- oh bees, convenient excuse -- *gag*). HOWEVER, this does not work if there's going to be anvils. As much as I hated Syd/Vaughn, there was at least an inkling of chemistry between the two of them (S1 only). Here? Nada. Nothing. I get no vibes from any potential het ships. I get no HoYay vibes, and those are usually the easiest to twist. Everyone's so fucking boring and uninteresting. If any guy on that island manages to get it up, it's because 1) he's gotta pee, or 2) he's in love with himself and that's enough for him. Gawd, just thinking about the lack of chemistry anywhere on that island is making me even more bored. (Suicide is always an option, right? Sally was a wise, wise woman, yo.)
~ Soooo.... when does the first ExtraSpecialCelebrityGuestStar show up? 46 survivors left? Surely there's gotta be at least 10 hiding in that group... somewhere...
~ The previews for next week? I spy... more anvils and another zzzzzzzzzzz island mystery.
I had more snark, but I think I'd rather stare and drool all over the boyfriend caps now. Gotta get those pics figured out for the new layout, right? Priorities, dude.
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