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 So ... I kinda wanna get my hands on a copy of that 'Sacrifice Monthly' ... he was the centerfold? Wow. You're too good to us, Mr. Walker.

Possible Ask That Chick? *flails* (He's been watching us ...)

... oh my god, he just slaughtered an orphanage full of children! *hides under the bed* Too far, man, too far ...

<i>"Alpha had them killed."</i>
Much like the chefs from the Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal, I expect.

Oh my god, that mental breakdown was HORRIFYING! (Though the animatron bit was hilarious.)

... huh. So I'll be really, really pissed if I watch the last season of Lost? (Seriously, that's probably how I'd react to a finale that didn't answer questions.)
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This is it, guys. The big one. The last one. The final countdown.

THIS ... IS ...


The last episode of Lost EVER!

Except not. There's a whole 'nother season left. YOU PROMISED THAT THIS WAS IT HOW DARE YOU BASTARDS ARRRRRRRRRGH! *headdesk, headdesk, headdesk*


Anyhoodle, it took me FOREVER to get this done, not only because it's two hours long, but because I recently got addicted to and watched some Linkara vids today and, because of this, realized that I'd never really gottten around to watching the show X-Men Evolution and drifted over to youtube and proceeded to spend about an hour or so watching the cartoon for the first time ever. I love it ... except for Kitty's stupid voice. That I hate with a fiery passion. But Wolverine is cool, Jean has pretty hair, Xavier is the MAN as always, and I might just want to marry Kurt. Does that make me a furry?

*blushes* Ah, moving away from that touchy subject, I must make a Public Service Announcement. I'm going on ANOTHER trip that (because I don't want to risk having this stolen or lug it around the streets of a large city) will not allow me to bring my laptop. So I will be missing from the interwebs Monday through Friday. I might nip online tomorrow morning, or make a 'hey, I'm back!' announcement Friday night, but probably you guys won't 'hear' from me again until next Saturday. Sorry, I'll be sure to tell you all the (vague) details of my trip once I'm back, and maybe now that Heroes and Lost are over for the summer, I can move onto Doctor Who recaps and writing more fanfiction!


Ok, now here is the recap of what was supposed to be the last episode of Lost ever!


"The Incident"


Previously on Lost: it's the same stuff they used for last week's episode! How cheap!



Spoilers for every single episode of this eeeeeevil wonderful show ever )





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Heh heh, sorry I'm so behind on this ... are you guys as psyched as I am for the FINAL EPISODE OF LOST HOMG SQUEE AT LAST IT SHALL BE OVER THANK THE GODS?!


Once again, double episode catch-up, double WAZT for you lot! I like to call this one 'Follow the Variable' or 'The Variable Follows the Leader.'


"The Variable"


Spoilers for pretty much every Lost episode ever. You've been warned. )

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Double-feature, people! And half-way decent recaps to boot!

"Dead is Dead"

Spoilers for these episodes, as well as pretty much every Lost episode EVER )


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This is going to be a recurring theme, methinks: the Lost WAZT being late. Sorry, but I've been INSANELY BUSY and am happy to just get time to watch the episodes on the weekends.

That said, HOMG Dead Beat was AWESOME and FANTASTIC and TOTALLY NOT FILLER AT ALL! *does a little dance* Plus the books seem to be getting longer, so I get more bang for my buck, which is nice, seeing as I don't have much surplus money. At all. It's another stressful thing.


So, onto the show!


He's Our You:



Spoilers for every Lost episode ever )




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Oooooogh ...

Yesterday I woke up with ... something. I think it's some weird hybrid of a cold and the flu, because I spent all of yesterday in bed with a vampire-like aversion to light, mild nausea, and a nigh-incapacitating fever. I managed to eat some toast and was happy that I was able to keep it down, but I slept on and off all day, which, as you guys know, is an indicator of badness because of my 'I can't take naps unless I'm on a long road trip/deathly ill/suffering from a dangerous amount of lack-of-sleep' curse. Today I had mild fever and a stuffy nose and a cough, but I've been working my way up to a near-cognate-state all day just so I can do this WAZT. Mostly because rehearsals for Shakespeare start up on Monday and I have to memorize a part for that AND a part for a separate play that I DESPISE for English class, and I've decided to take a break from Lost for the next three weeks or so. Not gonna cut out Heroes unless it's absolutely necessary, because I'm just insane like that.

I probably won't catch up on your comments for a couple days, and for that I apologize, but seriously, it's the most I can manage to do this recap at the moment, and I'm lying in bed under the covers with the curtains drawn and my laptop acting as a heating pad. Sorry if the WAZT isn't as witty or funny as usual.


Previously on Lost: 

Spoilers for all of Lost )




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I was a bad fangirl and went to bed early two nights in a row. I don’t regret it.




Spoilers for every Lost episode ever aired up until now ... )


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First of all, you should ALL rent/buy/Netflix Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. It’s got Lee Pace in it and he looks positively GORGEOUS. The music was fantastic and I was laughing and squeeing through the whole thing. Must have for the romantic British Comedy lover’s collection, or if you’re in the mood for something fun and cute.  


Second of all, I’m sorry that this is late, but I’ve been fighting a loosing battle with one of the plagues that are running around (the one I’ve got is a cold) which has been so draining that I’ve been taking ACTUAL NAPS during the day (something I can never ever do unless I am in a play, VERY ill, or on a long car trip.) No only did I not watch Lost on Wednesday night, I spent a good bit of Thursday sleeping, skipped my dance class, and am taking the day off today.


Spoilers for last week's AND this week's episode of Lost. )

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Oh my god I is so tired! I didn’t know that the premiere was so long … now I’m coping with less-than-seven hours of sleep. And I have dance tonight. *headdesk* I did cope quite nicely today, though, all things considered.


So, you know the drill. Things in [brackets] were added post-episode. I went through and edited, but basically everything else is as-I-watched-the-show.


Pre-Show Clip-Show:



Spoilers for every episode of Lost that has aired to this date. )


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Ok, so I was cruising around a new favorite site of mine, and on the page titled 'Executive Meddling' I came across THIS little snipit about Lost:

Originally, Jack was supposed to be a one-shot character shown only in the pilot(and played by Michael Keaton), who would be killed off by the Monster before too long. Instead of Jack, it would have been Kate leading the Losties. The ABC executives allegedly had a problem with this, protesting that it would lead to reactions of 'betrayal, anger, and bewilderment' in the audience, and insisted that Jack be kept on as a main character, permanently altering the show's dynamic. Personally, this troper thinks that would have been significantly superior storytelling.
  • Before fans of Kate as she exists now get uppity about this change, it should be noted that Kate was going to be slightly older, not a fugitive and traveling with her husband who she believed was alive somehow even though he had been in the rear section of the plane. If this sounds familiar it is because those elements were incorporated in the recurring character of Rose.
WHO THE HELL MADE THAT STUPID ASS MOVE AND SHOT DOWN THAT BRILLIANT IDEA?! WE'D HAVE BEEN SPARED 4+ SEASONS OF JACK CRYING AND GOT A BADASS MAMA BEAR LEADING THE  OCEANIC PEOPLE INSTEAD! *headdesk, headdesk, headdesk* All that wasted femmeslash potential! *morphs into ANGRY!Fic Monster and proceeds to bash in the floor*
*morphs back into Clark Kent aunt_zelda*
Whew, haven't done THAT in a while ... that felt good ...
Anyhoodle, Lost is returning in January (LAST SEASON HOMG I AM SO HYPED YEEEEEEEEEEEE!) and if you wanna read that whole page, here's the linky, but be warned, you'll spend HOURS at the site:
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Ok, just so we're clear? Once again we've got more damn questions than answers. *sigh* Damn this show ... *stayed up until 1:45 AM to finish the damn episode just the same*


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Aiiiii! My dad had a successful second date! He's very happy! I'm going to watch some Buffy now!
ARGH on the Lost-front!

4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42 )
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*prays someone, anyone is reading this* Because really, you don’t even have to have seen Lost to read this and laugh. I make references to Doctor Who, Heroes, and slash at frequent intervals. There’s also this nasty rumor going around LJ that I’m funny, so you might read it for that. Just please leave comments. It gets so lonely, posting theses reviews and having no comments at all … do you all just hate Lost or something? I hate it too! It’s like junkies took Lord of the Flies and Survivor and added polar bears and slashy goodness! But still I watch! It’s ridiculously addicting!

Anyhoddle, please read. And yeah, spoilers for Lost, Heroes, DW, and pretty much every show I watch.




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Yahoo for Tin Man! I mean, I know the acting was a bit weak here and there, and Azkadelia (sp?) flashed her cleavage around a bit more than was neccesary, and Raw didn't do much of ... anything, really.
But I loved what it tried and mostly-succeeded to do. I'm talking about the world itself, the O.Z. I mean, all the stuff, how clever was that?!  Central City was fascinating, and I'm slightly annoyed we didn't spend enough time underground with all the criminals and outlaws, because it was causing me to have pleasant Firefly flashbacks.
I liked how they wove all the old stuff from 'The Wizard of Oz' into it, especially the Road, DG's waitress uniform, Dorothy Gale, and the Tin Man himself (go Cain!) It was a bold move, considering this is a generation addicted to Wicked, and I think it worked pretty well.
On the subject of Cain (and Glitch/Ambrose) WOOHOO! Those two carried the show for me, and that was even before the 'sweetheart' bit. Cain, aka Mr. Badass Angsty, calling Glitch sweetheart?!
Let's not let that overshadow their previous moments of not-straight-manly bonding, when Glitch was talking about dancing (SQUEE!) and taking care of Cain in the van (BOYSCOUT!) and really just about anything.
I choose to ignore Cain's son. They should have left him as mysteriously-missing, a cactus could act better than that poor boy.

Yeah, I know I said I wasn’t gonna watch Lost anymore, because it’s stupid and I’m protesting the latest timeslot, but as I’m watching it online, and not at … I feel I’m still protesting.

Besides, this episode kicked ass.



‘The Shape of Things to Come’

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OMG TOM REALLY IS GAY! *dancity-dance-dance*

And lo, the fangirls did cheer. I myself did the ‘Yatta!’ pose and squeakily screeched, scaring the cat and annoying my Lost-buddies.

So now, the real question is: why didn’t Tom fully-kiss what’s-his-name?


On the downside, ABC’s gonna show Lost at TEN PM when it returns in April, which I so cannot watch on a school night when I have to wake up at the crack of dawn and ride ages just to get to school! *headdesk* And it’s so hard to watch online too … anyone have any linkies for me? *sigh* Damn show … [Though perhaps the new time will mean that the-guys-who-held-hands-behind-Claire’s-back-in-Episode-1-S4 will be seen doing more than kissing on the cheek?]


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I hath returned! (Yeah, can’t shake the Shakespearian language … I’m in withdraw: six performances in four days, dear lord, what am I going to do for the next three months?!)

The play was wonderful and six kinds of FANTASTIC and I wish you could all have been there to see it. A Midsummer Night’s Dream is one of my favorite Shakespeare plays (Macbeth is another, if you want a long rant, I’ll give it to you when I’ve had sleep), and now that I’m done I think I’ll write a slashified version of it … unless someone already has? Linkies por favor!


These next few weeks shall be spent catching up on all that luverly slash you guys have been posting for the past three weeks (OMG I’m never gonna catch up, am I?) Yes yes yes, I shall write and post stuff too! The Doctor and the Master kept butting into my head while I was in the play, and most of what I was typing when I could get to a computer was about them (but Oberon’s references to the changeling boy ‘stolen from an Indian king’ got me thinking of Mohinder) and I have been adding bits to the next installment of ‘Nightmare Land’ … Mr. Rolex, I have decided, speaks in haiku when taunting Martin. Blame my sleep deprived brain, people.


My left shoe flew off during the Thursday night performance. It went into the aisle thankfully, and the stage manager retrieved it, but I’m insanely proud that I did not break character or laugh or anything. Perhaps because I had about five different things to be doing right after it flew off (falling, sounding disgusted, warning Puck that Titantia was coming, striking a yoga pose, etc.) but still, immense pride.

A few days previously I spent at least ten minutes trying to tie the stupid little pointless bow/tie on said shoe. *headdesk* I swore in English (bloody, bugger, etc.) and people looked at me funny. When actors are looking at you funny, you know you’re in trouble.


Doing my hair was annoying. It took so long … and bobby-pins so easily bend out of shape.


I love the orange roses I got. And I’m pleased that my dance-partner came.


EVERYONE was getting sick, horrifically sick. I just couldn’t get sick because of the play, so I went so far as to hang my head out the window when getting rides from sick people on Monday and Tuesday. I also drank orange juice and Airborne.


My mother was unpacking Easter bunnies this past week at her job, so when she came to see my play and saw the scene where Hermia pulls out a stuffed bunny (during the ‘lie further off’ scene) she thought “It’s a nightmare!”


The wood-noises included frogs, which most of the cast thought sounded like ducks, and when my mother came to see the play she thought it was someone’s cellphone going off, sounding like a chicken, and got annoyed before she realized it was frogs.


The Cast Party/Anniversary/Director’s Birthday Party was wonderful. I have never seen so many people crammed onto such a tiny stage. And all the food. Once a lot of people had cleared off we could play the loud, happy-rave-music and funny songs and dance all over our lovely set. Several people got kinda drunk, and I danced until eleven-thirty in my sparkly shirt. I danced with the guy who played Theseus (who ridiculously attractive and insanely older than myself) a few times and that was wonderful (but I noticed he smelled really good so he might be gay *sigh*)


We began the play with a battle between Theseus and Hippolyta. Then we put a little hidden scene during the Fairy Pavane (which was fun to dance) where Theseus and Hippolyta come to an understanding and respect each other (you had to see it, it looked really good, though) which explains how they go from Hippolyta punching Theseus in the first scene to them jumping up and down about the hounds in the later end of the play.


The Mechanicals stole the show. Seriously, I saw the-play-within-a-play about sixteen times and I was still laughing this afternoon!


I’m dreadfully behind on homework (I should be working on that Crusader story right now, instead of alerting you all to my ‘return’ but if I don’t do it now it won’t get done.)



I swear I’ll get to your comments and fics as soon as possible!


 – aunt_zelda

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Ok, first off, The-Guy-I-Have-A-Crush-On:

*sigh* Today he looked like the Tenth Doctor right after he regenerated. He now has Ten’s crazy hair, but today he wore what looked like Nine’s sexy jacket (but brown.) If he wore glasses I’d have exploded all over Spanish class and aimisan would have had to mop me up. (Also: she’s taken to calling me a lesbian. I don’t know why, as I spend much of Spanish class idly conjugating verbs and gazing at that-guy-with-the-10th-Doctor’s-Hair. I retaliated on Tuesday and called her ‘Celery’ because her borrowed-jacket smelled like celery and she was wearing a green shirt. I suck at insults.)

Also, today in a class we were discussing why people do drugs. We’d arrived to the conclusion that we’re all a little unhappy, and that-guy-I-have-a-crush-on said, “We should have trampolines all over the place! Then I’d never go to sleep, I’d just say: there’s so much life to live!” Then he mimed leaping onto a trampoline.

I sincerely hope he doesn’t find my ridiculous high-pitched squeaky worse-than-Hilary-Clinton obnoxious seal-death laugh unattractive because if he does I might have to die of shame and hopelessness, as his dry-wit provokes most of my laughter-attacks.






Today I realized that the Sawyer/Kate/Jack/Juliet love-square of DOOM reminds me of the whole Spike/Buffy/Angel/Cordelia thingy. I mean, we all thought the Buffy/Angel and the Kate/Jack thing was meant to be, but it turns out that the Kate/Sawyer, Buffy/Spike, Jack/Juliet, and Angel/Cordelia romances make more sense, look better, and bring out the best in the characters.

Of course, now I’ve offended all the Bangles, so I’ll go hide before they team up with the Doctor/Rose shippers and kill me dead. *flees*


*returns to tell you that*

Yesterday I was so tired after going to the Opera on Wednesday night that I passed out in one of the back rows in the theater and didn’t move for like half and hour. It was really fun to listen to people arriving and greeting each other onstage, though …

A person in my house is SICK. I am drinking large quantities of orange juice and planning on a lot of sleep tonight so I don’t get sick (please, gods and goddesses, especially those of the theater, DON’T LET ME GET SICK! PLEASE! After we strike the set, you can smite me with … I don’t know, Bubonic Plague or whatever my housemate has, but PLEASE NOT UNTIL after the set is gone!)



I’ve finally done some profound musings on Doctor Who. I did it last night when I was trying to sleep after Lost and exhausted because of the play and … for a few seconds I thought I was drunk because I NEVER think like this:


The TARDIS and the Doctor changed Martha for the better, unlocking her inner-potential, whereas Rose was always going to have that hopeless, wide-eyed, fantastic-ness. Mickey had to see himself to become himself. Jack had to die to be born. Rose was there to heal, help, guide, and comfort Nine and Ten, to give them someone to chase after and rescue and laugh and dance with – she was there to doctor the Doctor. If Rose hadn’t come first, the Doctor would have been in no condition to bring out the real Martha. The Doctor and Martha doctored each other in the way friends do, though it was mostly Martha gently reminding the Doctor that there is life after Rose, however difficult that is to accept, especially when, just as you think the Doctor’s back on his feet and ready to dance once more, the Master (my only love, sprung from my only hate) starts bounding about.

Doctor Who isn’t just a show about bananas and buffalo and dancing, any more than it’s just a show about ‘that guy with the time-machine.’


(That’s all I got. Weird, eh?)



(And, that’s right, that song is stuck in my head again! … Damn, I lost the game!)



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