The spooky dead kids show
Mar. 4th, 2003 08:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gwynSpoilers for Miracles, Little Miss Lost
I think Miracles has now become the official Spooky Dead Children Show. They really know how to do a dead or dying kid up right, if you ask me. But I like it -- last night wasn't a terribly original plot, and the last new ep a few weeks ago used the old tale of the hitchhiker ghost, but both stories use their hoary old cliches nicely and spiff them up with panache (if not some large errors in logic, but that's true of pretty much every single show I watch, including Buffy). Which, for me these days, is mostly what counts, along with some really nice eye candy like Skeet Ulrich and Angus MacFadyen.
A lot of Little Miss Lost doesn't make sense at all, but I didn't care so much because Paul was being extra twitchy and Alva was being extra amusing and fey and odd, so I'm willing to let them hang the story on the characters rather than the plot -- and frankly, right now, that's all I really want in a show is character-based drama, not plot-based. So let Greenwalt build holes big enough to drive those constantly appearing trains right through them, he's giving me wonderful character stuff with Paul especially, so I'm on for the ride. (Though I think it's best if Paul takes a break from public transportation for a while, or his face will soon look like Freddy Kruger's if he's not careful.)
I could really identify with Paul's fear and desire to meet his father, and his internal struggle with wanting to and not wanting to know more. I'm adopted, and have never had a desire to meet my birth parents (especially my father, who, I'm given to understand, was a major prick), but there's always questions in the back of your mind. So having the records sealed on him is a difficult thing to face, plus it makes him give over with the haunted, sad, lost little boy look, and Skeet now has me in the palm of his hand with that. I loved that they brought Tommy back as some kind of harbinger, and that the darkness is still unnamed and a large, looming presence that isn't clearly defined, but is definitely set on Paul as its focus. And I love Evvie and Alva's nifty interaction, especially the joke about how an accent will get you almost anything with women in this country. Lovely stuff. Character stuff. Just what I needed. This show continues to make me way happy, regardless of problems.
Comics stuff
So, my friendfeochadn has started a journal, only she STILL doesn't have an entry yet (as of late last night). And Jo, I know what you need to make your first entry: A huge apology to me. Yes, that's right. Because she loaned me her The Authority comics and there are huge segments of important stories missing! It jumps from issue 22 to 27, and then there's only 27 and 28, and 28 was last year for god's sake, and it ends with Midnighter dying! And Apollo draped over him begging him to come back! I can't stand it. Gah!!!!!
And I have no sense of resolution on the #22 storyline, either, and am really wondering about that. Dammit, Jo, I'm relying on you for my Authority fix! Midnighter is becoming almost my favorite guy ever, and I love this group -- even maybe more than I loved Watchmen (my only complaint is that I'd like to see Midnighter and Apollo smooch a bit more). Especially in the issues that just ended, where I don't know the story resolution, I love the comparison between this fake, cruel Authority and the real ones -- the real Authority bicker and quibble and say snarky things to one another, but the fake ones are just plain nasty to each other, and there's no trust or teamwork. They're the antithesis in every respect, cowards and liars and backstabbers -- and completely missing the point that even the nastier elements of their personalities still help the real Authority work together better. I feel like I've had storius interruptus.
And today,elz has a nice commentary about something I think way too much about: souls and vampires and how it all fits into the picture of goodness, and what redemption means.
I think Miracles has now become the official Spooky Dead Children Show. They really know how to do a dead or dying kid up right, if you ask me. But I like it -- last night wasn't a terribly original plot, and the last new ep a few weeks ago used the old tale of the hitchhiker ghost, but both stories use their hoary old cliches nicely and spiff them up with panache (if not some large errors in logic, but that's true of pretty much every single show I watch, including Buffy). Which, for me these days, is mostly what counts, along with some really nice eye candy like Skeet Ulrich and Angus MacFadyen.
A lot of Little Miss Lost doesn't make sense at all, but I didn't care so much because Paul was being extra twitchy and Alva was being extra amusing and fey and odd, so I'm willing to let them hang the story on the characters rather than the plot -- and frankly, right now, that's all I really want in a show is character-based drama, not plot-based. So let Greenwalt build holes big enough to drive those constantly appearing trains right through them, he's giving me wonderful character stuff with Paul especially, so I'm on for the ride. (Though I think it's best if Paul takes a break from public transportation for a while, or his face will soon look like Freddy Kruger's if he's not careful.)
I could really identify with Paul's fear and desire to meet his father, and his internal struggle with wanting to and not wanting to know more. I'm adopted, and have never had a desire to meet my birth parents (especially my father, who, I'm given to understand, was a major prick), but there's always questions in the back of your mind. So having the records sealed on him is a difficult thing to face, plus it makes him give over with the haunted, sad, lost little boy look, and Skeet now has me in the palm of his hand with that. I loved that they brought Tommy back as some kind of harbinger, and that the darkness is still unnamed and a large, looming presence that isn't clearly defined, but is definitely set on Paul as its focus. And I love Evvie and Alva's nifty interaction, especially the joke about how an accent will get you almost anything with women in this country. Lovely stuff. Character stuff. Just what I needed. This show continues to make me way happy, regardless of problems.
Comics stuff
So, my friend
feochadn has started a journal, only she STILL doesn't have an entry yet (as of late last night). And Jo, I know what you need to make your first entry: A huge apology to me. Yes, that's right. Because she loaned me her The Authority comics and there are huge segments of important stories missing! It jumps from issue 22 to 27, and then there's only 27 and 28, and 28 was last year for god's sake, and it ends with Midnighter dying! And Apollo draped over him begging him to come back! I can't stand it. Gah!!!!!And I have no sense of resolution on the #22 storyline, either, and am really wondering about that. Dammit, Jo, I'm relying on you for my Authority fix! Midnighter is becoming almost my favorite guy ever, and I love this group -- even maybe more than I loved Watchmen (my only complaint is that I'd like to see Midnighter and Apollo smooch a bit more). Especially in the issues that just ended, where I don't know the story resolution, I love the comparison between this fake, cruel Authority and the real ones -- the real Authority bicker and quibble and say snarky things to one another, but the fake ones are just plain nasty to each other, and there's no trust or teamwork. They're the antithesis in every respect, cowards and liars and backstabbers -- and completely missing the point that even the nastier elements of their personalities still help the real Authority work together better. I feel like I've had storius interruptus.
And today,
elz has a nice commentary about something I think way too much about: souls and vampires and how it all fits into the picture of goodness, and what redemption means.
