What have I done over the past few days? Spent it with my first love. Not that one. My true first love - Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Normal person: ‘Oh I loved Titanic! I’ve seen it 3 times!’
Anyway. Harvard Man? Terrible, implausible, awful. It’s in my collection and I’ve only watched it twice. That’s an indication of how bad it is.
The Grudge/The Grudge 2/The Return – I confess I have not seen. I’m not really that interested in horror, though I have been made to watch quite a few sick, bizarre and rare trash movies because I have several friends who have an overwhelming love for horror. (Can I pick ‘em or can I pick ‘em?) But from reviews, articles and the like my only thoughts on these are that SMG is surely better than this shit? Is she trying to distance herself from Buffy in a way that’ll stop people seeing her as (what was then) the revolutionary, turn the concept on it’s head Tiny Blonde Heroine to the prosaic, stereotypical Tiny Blonde Victim?
Then there’s Suburban Girl and Possession which I haven’t seen (mostly because they weren’t released over here and I had no idea until I looked at IMDB). Suburban Girl looks like fairly standard rom-com fare with a lukewarm response, which I am in no way opposed to. I often like to sit down with a predictable schmaltzy movie. But it doesn’t look like SMG’s setting the world alight.
As I see from the IMDB.com message board on Possession, someone seems to have having similar thoughts - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0368563/board/nest/94649842
Anyway. That wasn’t even what I wanted to write about. SMG isn’t even my favourite cast alumni (That would be Dushku.) but I ran away there…
But I’m getting to the point. And my point is this – I loved and still love Buffy an unhealthy amount. It’s like not seeing an old lover for a while. You can think of them and reminisce. You can adore them in their absence. You can think about all the good times together. You can look at a picture of them and go slightly giddy. You can hear about what they’re doing now and be jealous/intimidated/saddened/proud/superior. But until you see them again, in the flesh, you haven’t realised just how much you missed and still miss them.
ATM, What’s My Line pt 2 is on in the background. Actually, I paused it because it’s at the point with Buffy and Kendra in the library with Giles as they figure out what’s going on with the two slayer thing and I don’t want to miss a single moment of Kendra dialogue. (‘Chick Fight?’ and ‘Dats me favourite shirt – Dat’s me only shirt! are two favourites) In the short time I had with you, Kendra, we loved a lifetime’s worth. But you had to go. Because Dru was awesome and otherwise my other favourite slayer would’ve never come to town.
I wouldn’t describe myself a season 1-3 purist. I enjoy 4-7 immensely, even when others bitch and moan and whine. But I do think that season 2 is my favourite and I think that’s because of the superb arc plotting, great standalones, supreme evil characters (unholy trio of Dru, Spike and Angelus) but mostly because season two Buffy, as a character, is the one that I truly love. The one that is vulnerable and coming into her own. The one that is unsure but still fights for what is right. The one that is wistful of a normal life but loves and appreciates who she has in her life then…
But sometimes I wonder why. When all I need is in an episode of Buffy.]
- buffy,
- love,
- rant,
- smg,
- what the fuck