7 posts tagged “squee”
So Star Trek was shiny and lots of fun (although personally I would have liked a few more female characters who weren't just there to be love interests/sources of angst for the men; thankfully I am not the only one), but it made me wonder where I'd heard Simon Pegg do a Scottish accent before, and then I realized it was in one of my favourite Big Train sketches:
Oh yeah, and then there was the SPN finale which had
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DEAD
WOMEN EVERYWHERE! Slaughtered nuns and nurses stuffed in car boots and
Ruby killed in a disturbingly sexual way and Lilith wearing the
traditional SPN sacrificial white nightie! ARGH! And still I continue
to love this show even though it constantly makes me feel like a
traitor to my gender.
Stuff in no particular order:
- Dean's gleefully wanton destruction of property and subsequent completely unsubtle guilty expression when Castiel turns up. He is five. ♥
- I know EVERYONE'S said this, but: jacket clutching! ♥ ♥ ♥
- OH. SAM.
- In Sandman, when Lucifer left Hell, he buggered off to Australia and bummed around on a beach for a while, grudgingly admiring God's sunset work, and then he opened a nightclub in LA. Sort of want something like this to happen on SPN. Like, Lucifer's all, OH BUGGER THE APOCALYPSE FOR A GAME OF SOLDIERS I JUST WANT A HOLIDAY.
- I LOVE that Dean broke the first seal and Sam the last. And now they are equally matched in their guilt and self-doubt.
- I thought at first that it was the angels who had altered Dean's phone message, because they SO WOULD, but rewatching, Ruby's smirk when Sam listens to it seems to suggest otherwise. We are going to get some closure on that, aren't we? Sam is going to find out what Dean really said, yes? Fic, glorious as it is, will only satisfy me so much.
- I sort of want the spin-off Chuck and Castiel Show. Chuck would be going "Don't look at me like that, man. I can't write when you're looking at me like that. God I need a drink. Do you eat pizza? I think I have some leftover somewhere..." and Castiel would be all *headtilt*. Yeah, I dunno. Needs some work.
- It's interesting that Zachariah is constantly trying to lead Dean into temptation.
- God has left the building? Why is no one writing SPN/Preacher crossovers? They are PERFECT for one another. Fallen angels, absent Gods, Vietnam vet dads called John, Western themes, towns called Salvation, dog collars...
- I'm so sick of the word "bitch" being flung around. More creative, less gendered insults please! And doesn't Sam calling Ruby a bitch at the end just seem horribly... inadequate? Evil Counselors and Deceivers go to the 8TH CIRCLE OF HELL Sam!
- Part of me is gleeful that Ruby was playing the long con, the rest of me is pre-emptively wearied by the idea that this will allow the more misogynistic elements of fandom to feel justified in hating her. I've already seen too many icons taking pleasure in her demise.
- I do quite like the poetic justice of Ruby dying by her own knife, though.
- Extreme close-ups a-go-go! I liked the sense of claustrophobic tension this lent things, much like last season's finale. I also liked all the push focusing.
- Next season: Hugging! Flaming swords! Zacharia gets his! Apocalypse! Hugging!
My initial reactions went something like this:
(Minor spoilers and copious exclamation marks follow)
Yay Mickey! Yay Jackieeeee!
Yay Jack!
Yay Sarah Jane!
Yay Martha!
Yay Rose!
Yay Doctors!
YAY! DONNA!!! DOCTOR DONNA!!!
Yay "I can't tell you what I'm thinking right now!"
Yay Donna!
Yay Martha and Mickey joining Torchwood!
Yay Donna!
Yay Rose getting a (sort of) happy ending!
Yay Donna!
Nooooooooooo!!! DONNAAAAAAAAAA!!!
*fires up BBC iPlayer to watch again*
I have found Supernatural/A Series of Unfortunate Events crossover fanfiction!
MY LIFE IS NOW COMPLETE.
Well, the trailer for Pirates of the Caribbean 3 is up.
It's sad really, the depths of fangirlishness this trilogy reduces me to. I am putty in its gunpowdery, barnacle-encrusted hands and I completely want to be Elizabeth Swann when I grow up.
Damn you, Bruckheimer! Can't you just let me have my dignity?
Seen in episode 2x12 of Supernatural:
Spot that?
Sorry about the squealing, but I've just found some clips of Simon Pegg and Edgar Wright's forthcoming film Hot Fuzz.
I saw Clive Owen today, picking his daughters up from school (I was on a moving bus at the time and had just long enough to do a double take and verify that, yes, it was who I thought it was). This means Clive Owen lives near me.
Ah, how I love living in North London.
