Day 5 of BDWk

Thursday... a little shopping, a lot of sleep, catching up on podcasts (last 2 Dollhouse Cast eps are epic!), and eating fancy ramen. There we go.

A week of food, relaxation, ignoring real life, and sobbing (which I don't want to get into, but sufficed to say, if you are not parentless & an only child you don't understand the searing pain and loneliness. there are all kinds of pain I can't understand such as being abandoned by a parent or being widowed. but my personal brokenness is a bitch. And it hurts worse this time of year because of my birthday, because I lost a treasured friend earlier last month, and because it's always with me. I love my birthday. But it's hard to love a day that drives home the fact that the people who birthed me are no longer there. Hell, my mom's OBGYN is dead now too. No one is left to remember my birth or me as a child in our 3-person family unit. And that is an aching pain.)

did you know I share my birthday with the guy who played Ethan Rayne on Buffy? And I share birthday week with George A. Romero born Feb 4th (and apparently, according tonights' 30 Rock, Jenna). wacky Aquarian fun.

obligatory dollhouse post

How swan songy was tonight's DH? Shout outs to loyal fans all over the place... 'suite in the Hyperion' (niiice, Angel), Adele's little 'through suffering we will meet the real her' speech (oh Shan Yu from the Firefly Verse, you're my fav fictional evil warrior poet). Even Echo says they need to 'cut the fish off at the head' just like in Dr. Horrible (the fish rots from the head. we need to cut off the head... of humanity? ... it's not a perfect plan). And Victor = Super Soldier, totally = Riley Finn of Buffy. ... So basically the Whedon detector was flashing all over the place.

I'm really digging the way everything is coming together. It's crazy strong writing and acting.

Random note: did anybody else think X-men's Hive Mind when it came to the soldier group-think? Maybe I'm just too into the Stepford Cuckoos.

In the end, we have a story that's good. A solid second season. As long as stuff gets wrapped I'm gonna feel satisfied. A little sorry that it had to go, but who are we kidding, from the beginning it didn't look good. DH in its essence is an uncomfortable show full of morally ambiguous situations and a handful of characters with no personality whatsoever. Joss went to the darkplace hard and it was amazing. DH made me think, which I hope was the point of it all along, to get people thinking about the mind/soul/spirit/evil corporations/technological advances/personality, etc.

Dollhouse is just plain good people.

the return of Alpha (sans medicinal carrots)

alpha = joss' very own Joker.

love, alpha? really? i guess if joss thinks it keeps spaceships aloft...

screw the wacky sidekick, alan t must be cast as a villain more often.

not to over blog but...

Enver as topher? genius. close your eyes and it totally sounds like fran kranz.

and Bennett/summer glau? creepy as shit. and maybe i'm reading too much into all this but where she turns off the camera? total call back to river's academy vids. and her general awkwardness? keeps striking me as oh so river. maybe that's just her normal speaking voice however...

dying breaths of the DH

Do describe Dollhouse and/or watch A.Denisof's character rip Rossum a new one only to find yourself defending the Dollhouse? Scary.

Maybe it's just me. But Madeliene/Mellie/November's testimony seems like a 'betrayl.' Now I know DH is evil. I'm not for human trafficking by any stretch, but she's not as sympathetic as Sierra/Priya. Mellie may not have not have known what was going to happen to her, but she was heartbroken and made a choice. And BTW got lucky because she only served three of her five years, and big plus--got set up with money and a whole new life after she got out. She seemed happy. And now she's all with the senator and I'm all 'sonofabitch!'

My stuff came! Yay!

Watching Dollhouse DVDs in the comfort of my !!**no longer empty**!! apartment it occurs to me that it's tough to be a geek girl--watching the episode The Target, I'm not so frightened by the idea of Matt Keeslar's character playing "the most dangerous game," but rather thinking, "I would let Matt Keeslar chase me through the wilderness and kill me. That might be a nice way to die." Sick, I know.

Finally have a bed to sleep on, forks to eat with, books to read, and a couch to sit on (etc). Slept for hOuRs last night in the joy of pillow-top goodness. Now it just needs to be unpacked (anybody have the # for magic unpacking elves?) and my Ikea desk needs to arrive... and then I have to put it together. Such is nesting...

Hee, hee--towards the end of Stage Fright the paramedic says "He's cyanotic." And automatically, I think of Simon... and the faux EMTs... it's a Whedon-Pavlovian response.