Emothy

I love rewatching things. Especially things I already love.

In rewatching Tae Wang Sa Shin Gi I am overwhelmed by just how kickass the women are, constantly. How many of them are in positions of power, influence, how every woman has intelligence and strength, and a great many proficient with a weapon (except, for example, the Oracle who is THE high priestess and I doubt anyone would ever think she would have any need for a weapon). There definitely needs to a be kickass women picspam of them all. Right from Saeoh and Kajin, to Sujini and Kiha, to Ba-Son (the best blacksmith, now there's a great job for a woman!) and Dalbi. Gak Dan and her second-in-command, the Oracle and her second-in-command (she tries to be kickass, she does try. Just like Dalbi). And there are so many scenes with women in, too. Only the women. They are great players in the game, the politics, and the spread of power in the show.

I totally love this show beyond words. I am really so glad it wasn't something taken from a book and made because I think if it had been, the book(s) would've been better - they always are! - and I would have liked the show less for it. BUT IT ISN'T!

And the parallels I'm noticing, and the little tiny details that I didn't think of before. Even OBVIOUS things I really should've seen! Or the emotions running across a persons face, and now that you know what is coming next, you can SEE it on their face, what they are thinking in that moment. The moment they lose all hope, or spot an opening.

The love I have for this show is overwhelming. I've almost cried three times now, and I KNOW WHAT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN. It doesn't stop me!

Seriously, seriously kickass women. Love it.

I'd just like to take a moment to gush a little about Stephen Fry. I love Stephen Fry. I knew a long time ago that I loved Stephen Fry, but reading his autobiography makes me want to squish him up and carry him around in my pocket love him. (Mostly so I can pluck him out now and then to cheer me up).

He has actually reminded me how wonderful it felt to be in love for the first time, no matter how awful the fall-out was, or the shittiness of unrequited love, whatever. Whatever the ending, the beginning, the sheer act of living and experiencing it... I suppose I can't say I regret that. Feeling on a high all the time, being completely aware of how obvious I was, how obsessed, head-over-heels and chastising myself every minute of every day for having to glance in his direction every few seconds, or check the classroom door to see if it was him walking in.

There are a few things in there that make me feel not so alone in the way my mind works, or perhaps the guilt I feel at having certain opinions or emotions.

And goddamned if I never would've guessed that MEN could sit and do something like imagine what lovely name that boy they'd just fallen for at first sight might have, the word that would match the beauty. Running through the alphabet, picking and choosing.

Can't say I've ever done it personally, but there are similar sorts of things I suppose I think of as being part of a woman's imagination? ;D Not in a way that demeans either gender.

I have fifty pages to go, and though I usually go to bed at eleven on a night before a working day, I think I'll be pressing on to finish this before I lay down tonight.