February 14th, 2009

Scorpio

In Defense of Valentine's Day

Scorpio

"The Body"

If you know the show Buffy the Vampire Slayer, you know about its episode “The Body.” If you don’t know the show, just trust that it’s…tough. Might be the toughest episode the show ever did. It’s about a death.

I just watched “The Body” for the first time since it originally aired in 2001. Eight years hence and a lot of that episode had stayed in my memory, even for a fledgling Joss Whedon fan who had only seen a handful of episodes at that point. The long takes, the complete lack of music, and the weight of that death on every main character we’re watching.

No duh, it’s emotional.

So I had an emotional “out.” Yesterday, after watching the immediately preceding episode (“I Was Made to Love You,” another I’d seen in first run), I figured I’d do one of three things: not watch “The Body” at all, watch it a step sped-up with subtitles, or watch it with the commentary, if there was one. I’m kind of glad Joss Whedon did do a commentary. I watched it with the commentary on, once through, no repeating. Give it some distance. It’s still a tough, emotional episode, but it was illuminating to hear Joss say how the episode was constructed. Reminder of the obvious truth that it was constructed…but by someone who’s been through tough death in real life. As all of us have.

…there’s no real good way to wrap up an entry like this, is there? Trite thoughts are in my head, and I write some of them or just think them and then think No, that’s too obvious. Or too wallowing. Or too pie-in-the-sky. Or too generic. So I’m going to let myself end this entry. Then I’ll eat, and read, and listen to music, and think. And think of my loved ones…those here, those not-here.

Thank you for reading this.
NCC-1701 Nebula 2

Will this be an entry?

This may just look like an entry. It might not cross the threshold of being an actual entry with actual content actually worth reading. Or it might be the equivalent of that famous painting of a pipe with the words THIS IS NOT A PIPE written below it. (Thanks, Rene Magritte!)

'Cause, you see, I think I want to write something random.

I won't get to the point of just writing random words to fill this out but maybe, maybe, I wanted to have an entry about nothing. Which, by the way, was the credo of the makers of Seinfeld, but hey, I once read that Madame Bovary author Gustav Flaubert had said "what seems beautiful to me, what I should like to write, is a book about nothing," so if even someone so celebrated in letters wanted to do this, why not me?

Good. I'm getting some column inches here. I'm getting some length. It's looking more like an entry, isn't it?

Before I get ridiculously self-indulgent, I'll close. But I'll be slightly indulgent and quote a term from Depraved English:
nympholepsy /NIM fo lep sy/ n -- An erotic daydream trance. A person under the spell of nympholepsy is known as a nympholept.
There. Some actual content. You learned a little something.

Talk to y'all later.

P.S. Mosasaurian. Okay, I guess one random word worked its way in.
  • Current Mood
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Beaverton accepted my presence.

Change of scenery: wanted. A drive: wanted. My car: available. Other parts of the Portland area: available, too.

I went driving tonight.

My two stops were Powell's at Cedar Hills Crossing -- where I stumbled upon a calendar my mom had wanted, so I got it (on sale half-price, to boot) -- and Washington Square Mall. I walked and people-watched. I also saw that one of the remaining Good Dog/Bad Dog sausage places is in the food court, so I have at one source source of tasty meat next time I'm in Beaverton. (I miss the late, lamented downtown Good Dog/Bad Dog.)

It was thinking time: I hope good thinking, but at least thinking. I needed thinking time. (I wanted the stuff I mentioned at this entry's start. I know there's a difference.) I can still think. Small milestones. And I did it while only spending some gas and four bucks for the calendar!
  • Current Music
    a remix of The Killers's "Human," followed by Muse's "Knights of Cydonia"
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