Saturday, March 31, 2012

Dr. Horrible

  So who doesn't love the web sensation Dr. Horrible?  I mean you take Joss Whedon, Nathan Fillion and the uber talkented sexy-ass Neil Patrick Harris mix them together and how could you get anything but sheer godliness? Written during the writer's strike this gem was a generous gift to us viewers.  Thank you Mr. Whedon, I love you. If you haven't watched it, you need to.  NOW.
   I hadn't seen Dr. Horrible when I first went to college but everyone raved about it so I put watching it on my to-do list.  As soon as I started watching it I fell in love.  The songs are soooooo freaking good.  So smart.  So cute.  So catchy.  So horribly evil.  You love Dr. Horrible as a character, he's just one misunderstood villain.  And Captain Hammer, WHAT A DOUCHE (or ya know "corporate tool").  Now one issue I have is Penny.  I'm not a huge fan of Felicia Day's voice, it's just so breathy.  Plus I just don't love Penny as a character.  She's so oblivious.  I appreciate that she wants to help the homeless and all that jazz but how can she be so stupid as to not notice that Captain Hammer is a total ass?  Penny, why you no love Billy? Why you no kiss him when you have the chance? And mini spoiler... Why you DIE?  Girl that's just uncool.  And your last words: "Captain Hammer will save us." REALLY? REALLY?  Poor Doc. Horrible, that's gotta hurt.   
   The first time I watched Doctor Horrible I was totally caught off guard by the ending.  TOTALLY.  I was like "She's not actuallyyyyy dead.  Joss Whedon wouldn't do that to me.  Dr. Horrible gonna make a life-ray or something, right? sob. sob. sob." I was wrong.  That was legit the ending.  Not gonna lie, I cried a little.  Maybe even a lot.  But don't worry Joss, I forgive you (I know you were worried about lacking my approval).  After rewatching Doctor Horrible like a million times I have accepted the need for Penny to die.  Alas, not everything can end all happy with rainbows and butterflies. 

Friday, March 30, 2012

Fail at My Generation

   So I'm a nineties kid.  That has several implications.  One would think I've played Nintendo 64, watched/played/collected Pokemon, worshiped the Backstreet Boys and N'Sync and read Harry Potter.  NOPE.  Not the case.  See, I've recently realized I'm a total fail at my generation. 

   While others were playing Nintendo or Game cube I was honing my fooseball skills.  I was that kid who thought they were too cool for Pokemon.  See, my brother is four years older than me and I secretly worshiped his every move and longed for his approval (don't tell him that).  He said Pokemon was lame so Pokemon was lame.  Our card game of choice was Magic the Gathering.  None of my friends at school had heard of the game so I pretty much just played with my brother and a few of his friends.  I eventually gave up on the game since I couldn't play with any of my own friends (and my brother ALWAYS beat me).  Of course now Magic is cool and I have already disposed of my decks I spent a bunch of time building.  Well Pokemon is still cool to my generation.  My friends at college carry around their gameboys playing silver or ruby or some kind of color that correlates with some kind of expensive metal or gem (yeah I'm friends with dorks).  People ask me "So if you were a Pokemon, which one would you be?" Uhhh, the only Pokemon I know are Pikachu, Charzard and Snorlax.  I usually answer with Snorlax since I'm known for my habit of taking 22 hour "naps." I don't actually know if Snorlax sleeps a lot but it sounds like he should.   

   When I was a kid I was the only girl without a Backstreet Boys poster in her room.  I never got into the boy band thing, although I did love Maroon 5 (before they were cool...hipster, I know).  Mostly I just listened to whatever my parents played from their CD collection or was on the car radio oldies stations.  This part of my childhood I'm pretty much okay with; I feel like Billy Joel and Elton John are a bit more substantial than "Bye Bye Bye."

    When it comes to Harry Potter I'm a super-fail.  I am legit one of like three people my age that I know haven't read and re-read the like 27 books.  I did read the first book, so don't hate me too much.  And I started the second one but I have a terrible fear of snakes so I just couldn't finish it.  Now, I'm at total hypocrite because I love the movies and I'm super in love with A Very Potter Musical and A Very Potter Sequel (if you don't know them I am judging you and you should look them up).  I feel like Harry Potter is a big deal to my generation and I totally missed the boat.  My friends know what houses they would be sorted into, have joined Pottermore and some of them are gonna get tattoos of the deathly hallows symbol.  I know the movies and can quote every song from AVPM and AVPS (come on, Starkid fucking rocks) but I'll always be an outsider...at least I'm not a Twilight kid though. 



A Very Potter Musical. (if you haven't already seen it do it NOW.  If you have 3 hours to spare...