Weekend - TV or NotTV

[itsallovernow]

Sometimes, I can just tell that I'm trying too hard with my Subject Headings. My weekends have sort of disolved into a blur of work and sort of play - not-quite bachelorette dinner, going away party, pre-college send off - which means that I come home sort of tired and blurry having not exercised, and having eaten too much and drank too much and worked too much. Mostly, I'm not writing as much as I want to, as much as I could if I didn't waste time online, or reading 3/4 of Prep until 3:00 a.m. because I had a whole pot of Jasmine tea at dinner and had forgotten that it contained caffeine.

Prep itself is a strange sort of book, the kind that makes me think I'd like to smack the author almost as much as I'd like to smack the narrator, and yet I have to agree that it's oddly, compulsively readable in a very rich sort of way. Kinda chicklit meets Salinger and Curtis Sittenfeld nails the inner workings of a teenage girl who exists on the periphary of her social world, who doesn't do all that well in school, and yet doesn't do poorly enough to crash with any sort of glory. But the problem with that is that I want to smack her and tell her to work harder! (Plus, I don't understand why a school as exclusive as Ault is supposed to be would continue to provide a scholarship for a girl who's getting a mediocre GPA. It seems like a waste of resources. Shrug.) On the other hand, her distance feels very personal, very real, that fear of getting too close to people, of wondering why they'd possibly want to interact with her, of feeling like she understands the social hierarchy and being almost angry when it doesn't hold quite true, when her own intimates can circumnavigate it beyond her understanding.

There was also TV watching. Well, I watched . This ep completely fed into my, "I don't watch for plot" attitude towards SG-1. Although, dude, poor little SG-1 budget, what with the inside out dogs that looked very, very... not real nor scary. I felt bad for the poor rabid mutants. They looked like they needed a good cuddle. Once they put their skin back on of course.

I... mmmm, it's not so much that I find a hot guy in a hot car hot. Well, okay, I do. But, that particular hot car, containing that particular hot guy...mmmmm. Oh wait, what was I saying? Poor poor pretty Mitchell stuck in the middle of nowhere with his crazy bird hunting boss. (I feel for you dude! I hate birds!) I can't imagine how many takes of that they had to do before BB could keep a straight face. Much as the device was lifted straight out of fic, it seems like the kind of thing a well-meaning, but kind of clueless and maybe more devious than we think he is boss would come up with. A cabin in the woods, sure to relax. ( I do not relax when I have to sleep in the woods. I imagine the wildlife that sees me as a tasty snack, and the serial killers and mutants hanging out in the forest and the flesh eating bacteria in the water, and the lack of reception on my cell phone and the fact that people expect me to eat things that come either in cans or from that same flesh-eating bacteria river. I am so on Mitchell's side here!!! I do not enjoy sitting around contemplating nature. I want to contemplate my novel, and yet people always feel that I should be interacting with the plant life!)

Or you know, LAndry wanted to organize his own pay-per-view orgy and sell it to Time-Warner so he could retire from generaling and go roll around in money and naked girls before the Orii come and steal his soul. Either is possible.

Vala and Teal'c continue to equal love. (And seriously, I need to stop seeing Vala/Mitchell because it's just wrong and it makes me feel like I can't write anyone else, and it's just that I deeply enjoy the power struggle there). I really adore how Vala knows everyone's buttons, and exactly how to push them. And she's slightly more careful around Sam then the others, needling her, pushing at her authority issues, but never trodding over her like she does everyone else. I like that. They don't have to be friends, but I think this is a testing of boundaries and issues and reactions and I'm cool with that. I also am totally willing to buy Vala as big game hunter, because it does seem like she'd be capable of telling someone that it was a good idea and having no idea what the hell she was doing.

Teal'c. Oh Teal'c. Irony and snark, and just pretending Vala isn't a little looney. I love you so. I love you with Vala. I think you're the only one who just kind of accepts her. Daniel wants to save her, Mitchell wants to... well, I know what I think he wants, I'm not sure what he thinks he wants... and Sam is just sussing out whether she's an asset or a liability. But Teal'c allows her to thrive, and to be ridiculous, and to bounce around like a puppy to his cool and sexy mastiffness and, sigh.... so much love.

I'm not sure much was resolved in this, except to show some fallout from the use of tech that SG-1 thinks they understand, but don't. Which I liked. I have a feeling it might prove useful for them to have to rethink their approach to alien tech, to aliens and alien things. But it got four oh so pretty people in the woods, and why, oh, why is there not more fic from that that I want to read. Tell me why?

Of no particular importance:

* That must be some sort of super-military grade wifi Mitchell's got on the laptop. Unless he just downloads his porn.

* Poker channel indeed:) Hee.

* "Next time, let me explain some of my rules!"

* Mitchell telling Vala to get back in line with his eyes, and the way she looked at him for approval. There were a lot of fantastic little moments like that in this ep between the two of them, and although I love the actor's chemistry, it's also nice that she's establishing a working rapport with all of the team, not just Daniel.

* Vala sitting in the general's chair, making Sam crazy.

* Sam in charge at SG-C. I like Sam. I'm glad I haven't seen enough of earlier eps to get the Sam/Jack stuff in a big way, or all of her unfortunate love life. It'd piss me off, I think.

* Teal'c. Irony. Pushing Vala to the ground, not reacting to her innuendo. Mmmm, Teal'c.

* "Amateurs, coming through." I love that Vala continues to piss people off without exactly meaning to, but shows no remorse for it. There's just no mouth/brain filter with her. (And I was actually really happy to see her aquisitiveness return:)

* Vala shooting the creature after they'd taken it down. Because not only is she watching poker, clearly she's studying classic American horror movies! Never assume it's dead on the first go around:)

This ep really wasn't strong enough to rate so much text, but like I said, I'm so not here for the plot:) And, it was the first ep I've watched without reading reactions to it first (due to my schedule, I'm normally too tired to watch on Fri, but not to surf) and I find that I liked not being spoiled. Who knew?

Comments

[rubberneck.livejournal.com]

I... mmmm, it's not so much that I find a hot guy in a hot car hot. Well, okay, I do. But, that particular hot car, containing that particular hot guy...mmmmm

Myself, I was wondering how a big guy like that fit into such a little car in the first place. He's no Teal'c, but when he unfolded out of that car I still heard circus music.

[life-on-queen.livejournal.com]

to bounce around like a puppy to his cool and sexy mastiffness and, sigh.... so much love.

Hee. That's so perfect that I now want Vala/Teal'c fic.

*sigh*

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Clearly, he would need some help getting into that car. Perhaps he had to ask for volunteers:) Perhaps there was somesort of nationwide call for volunteers. And they needed to use grease. And perhaps see if he'd fit better in there partially undressed.... oh wait. Sorry:)


Although, I think that the muscle cars like that have those low-rider seats that you kind of fold into. Like popping a cozy onto something, once you master the bends and folds, everything fits perfectly:)

And dammit, now I'm singing the circus song... Do do dodoodle do do doot doot doooodit.

Curses the preggo! Then hugs her. You in any mood to write?

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Vala/Teal'c would indeed be all kinds of fabulous:) Because really, I can't see him encouraging her overly to talk during sex, and it would be really, really necessary to think of ways to make her stop talking,and all of those ways would be hot!!!

[raithen.livejournal.com]

do they still shoot in Van? can I volunteer to help? It's only a 4 hour drive....

[wearemany.livejournal.com]

I just read Prep last weekend in a similar fit of can't-put-this-down, can't-shake-the-feeling. I enjoyed the first half, almost two-thirds a lot -- I was totally intrigued by how the POV was older and wiser but not really full of false nostalgia. But then I realized that (oddly?) I was sort of just in it for the soap opera, for what happened with Cross. Somewhere around the three-quarter point, I was reading to be done with it, to take a shower and remember I am so not fifteen or seventeen any more and wouldn't go back to that for all the money in the world. By that point, I couldn't really separate out how I felt about the writing and the story.

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

That's exactly it! I've hit the point where I want to find out what the fallout will be, but I want to just shake her for being such a... teenage girl, for having a boy, and boys in general, just mean so damned much. I liked the tone, liked the writing and her skill and her confidence, but at the 3/4 mark, I'm kind of tired of Lee and her adolescent girlness, her weaknesses. And I've hit the point as well where I want to finish it, but I'm tired of it.

[woodface]

"Next time, let me explain some of my rules!"

See, my brain took that sentence and ran to the gutter with it.

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Hee. Exactly!!!

[woodface]

Also, is it me or are they just trying to melt our brains with hotness? It's as if every episode Cameron just gets hotter. It does help keeping me distracted from the plot.

[mesascaper.livejournal.com]

heh. I watch for the same reasons you do *g*






::happy smile::

[kernezelda]

The duck call. The whistling duck call. How many takes did they have to do? *g*

Episode like this and The Pegasus Project are why I'm still watching.

[gigerisgod.livejournal.com]

Was anyone else thinking Elmer Fudd and 'let's go duck hunting' when Landry approached Mitchell in that hat, cuz I died.

And I seriously watch this show for its plot...no, really : )

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Hee. Be vewwy vewwy quiet. We're hunting wabbits!