Angels Take Manhattan: my thoughts while I procrastinate on reading for class
I need a place to put my feels. Tumblr is for pretty pictures, Livejournal is for words about the fictional characters that hurt me.
For the longest time, I didn't even like Amy. She irritated me for a few reasons, mostly because my first scene with her is when she kisses Eleven and I have this huge issue with the idea of cheating being totally reasonable and titillating behavior on tv shows. It's me, it's you, it's neither of us, whatever, I just have an issue. And so I had a problem with her. And then I grew to like her. And then I grew to love her in these past few episodes.
And then, there was this.
See, my biggest fear about this episode, was that they would be separated. Rory would die (permanently, because wouldn't that just be like Moffat) or Amy would get zapped into the past or there was the theory that Rory was the Master, which is cool but not so happy. Whatever the ending, it would hurt me most of all if they were separated.
I liked the ending. I liked it, even though it hurt and I was crying. Even though they made it through the fall safe and sound (a) REICHENBACH IS A DIFFERENT STORY, MOFF and b) THEY ROMEO AND JULIETTED IT) and I knew that couldn't be the end. I was skyping with Katie and I was paranoid (but right) when I said that it couldn't be it, that there had to be more, because where's the heartbreaking ending--there's something worse coming. And I was right and wrong. It wasn't worse because they still had their lives together, but it was because OH THE PAIN.
But I liked it. It wasn't ideal (ideal would be they lived out their lives happily, with the Doctor taking them on holidays every once and a while) but it was so good and so perfect for them. Egalitarianmuse, who I follow on tumblr, made the comment that it was Amy's Choice and that it's always been Amy's Choice and, oh, my heart. My beautiful little lovelies.
So, yes. Tears. Lots of tears and actual sobs and okay, that might also be because it's shark week, but whatever, I WAS MOVED.
And then can we talk about River. Please. My incredible River Song. I want to be her when I grow up, I want to be her student, I want to be her girlfriend on the side and join in when she meets up with her husband for some fun, I just love her. And speaking of River/Eleven, I am so fucking done with them, omg. He spiffs up for her, their banter, her calling him husband all the time, THEIR EMOTIONS, THE ENDING. Oh god. These two. I would like them to just go wandering the universe and we watch them all the time. Please. Can we do that. Pretty pleaaaaase?
And don't even get me started on Matt/Karen/Arthur in that behind-the-scenes goodbye to the Ponds. Ouch. My heart is ouchies. Because I know a teensy bit of what that feels like, to become a family with your fellow actors and then to leave them behind, and I only know a tiny tiny tiny bit of what they must be feeling and I can tell you that it hurts and I just feel for them so much.
For the longest time, I didn't even like Amy. She irritated me for a few reasons, mostly because my first scene with her is when she kisses Eleven and I have this huge issue with the idea of cheating being totally reasonable and titillating behavior on tv shows. It's me, it's you, it's neither of us, whatever, I just have an issue. And so I had a problem with her. And then I grew to like her. And then I grew to love her in these past few episodes.
And then, there was this.
See, my biggest fear about this episode, was that they would be separated. Rory would die (permanently, because wouldn't that just be like Moffat) or Amy would get zapped into the past or there was the theory that Rory was the Master, which is cool but not so happy. Whatever the ending, it would hurt me most of all if they were separated.
I liked the ending. I liked it, even though it hurt and I was crying. Even though they made it through the fall safe and sound (a) REICHENBACH IS A DIFFERENT STORY, MOFF and b) THEY ROMEO AND JULIETTED IT) and I knew that couldn't be the end. I was skyping with Katie and I was paranoid (but right) when I said that it couldn't be it, that there had to be more, because where's the heartbreaking ending--there's something worse coming. And I was right and wrong. It wasn't worse because they still had their lives together, but it was because OH THE PAIN.
But I liked it. It wasn't ideal (ideal would be they lived out their lives happily, with the Doctor taking them on holidays every once and a while) but it was so good and so perfect for them. Egalitarianmuse, who I follow on tumblr, made the comment that it was Amy's Choice and that it's always been Amy's Choice and, oh, my heart. My beautiful little lovelies.
So, yes. Tears. Lots of tears and actual sobs and okay, that might also be because it's shark week, but whatever, I WAS MOVED.
And then can we talk about River. Please. My incredible River Song. I want to be her when I grow up, I want to be her student, I want to be her girlfriend on the side and join in when she meets up with her husband for some fun, I just love her. And speaking of River/Eleven, I am so fucking done with them, omg. He spiffs up for her, their banter, her calling him husband all the time, THEIR EMOTIONS, THE ENDING. Oh god. These two. I would like them to just go wandering the universe and we watch them all the time. Please. Can we do that. Pretty pleaaaaase?
And don't even get me started on Matt/Karen/Arthur in that behind-the-scenes goodbye to the Ponds. Ouch. My heart is ouchies. Because I know a teensy bit of what that feels like, to become a family with your fellow actors and then to leave them behind, and I only know a tiny tiny tiny bit of what they must be feeling and I can tell you that it hurts and I just feel for them so much.