Jemima Roper got given a lot of rope in her short career; I tried to overlook how she kept hanging herself with it for years now, tried to favour her when she seemed the ugly duckling (see my "Hex" caps) but I was wrong, she seems to be meant as sexy anyway - and she's still "playing" the same stupid klutz, with the same unchanging mien and the same unchanging nasal voice, so that her "Hex" friend in the role of her antagonist here seems all the better in contrast. Does Jemima get roles due to lesbianism? I have no idea if she is.
The historical characters have no social problems, instead of a new interpretation there is nothing but a gross simplification of caricatures of Austen's characters; they don't react to Mary Sue strutting around in leggings *tampers scream* but stare at her décolleté which is like the other girls' - and all men are in love with her - ALL men. Typical modern day superficial look at history (shaving), clichéd history, clichéd modernisms, clichéd clichés of past film versions to boot. Her saying she never "understood" the character of Miss Bingley (after 14 years of rereading that novel) is an apt example of what's meant to be witty here.
The last minutes of the second ep though finally had the historical characters tell Mary Sue off, so that the discerning viewer would be dragged in. After way too long stupid whining and mouth-flapping she shouts at Darcy that he's "persistently unpleasant and disappointing", which is more perceptive than she'd been for the past two eps, and he replies that her "lewdness repelled" him, which I liked but ... *sigh* that wasn't even a trick to lure me, that's meant to be bad = love = lust.
ETA: I just realised, in real-historic-life, she'd have to become a whore. Can't see her in the workhouse. Can see her with Wickham.
ETA-TWO: a completely opposing opinion: burntcopper for example loved it, and actually sees Amanda as historically savvy.
ETA-THREE: *sigh* :(
Since I'm sure she'll fuck Darcy, having French kissed Bingley for no reason on her first day, so that Jane already had to submit to sharing the bed of crotch-sniffer-Collins, I will resist that false promise. You need to tell me the bare bones of what happened next once it's over.
Bones had been so disappointing this season that it was a real surprise s04e04 picked up after the obligatory daddy scene. Produced by Boreanaz, Dechanel and Reichs, the first half was faster and funnier, Hodgins being cranky is so much better than that Angela smooching stuff, and rather than replace Zac they have a new student each time. It's sad that even in guest stars, only the male ones work, but rather than have another quota-female, I'd have a show that works. The second half, with the dog whisperer, seemed the producers' pet project and didn't work for me. Schatzi is innocent was cool; their version of Ripley Under Ground wasn't.
There have been no photographs of me for at least a decade, not even for passport, so perhaps no photo for 15 years of my life. But in my last job, I sometimes was caught in the lense of outsiders, and I just found a passport sized photo of me at a function in what I think was called the Elephanthouse from about 2002 - my head was completely chewed up and punctured. I don't know where the cats found it, but despite/because of me not wanting photos after 1997, it actually hurt to see that tiny memento so mangled by my live-in creatures ... *sigh* and there she goes again, dropping the remains of her mouse on my foot to throw for them.
Robson ... had gone beyond embarrassing last Monday. And yet I seem to have made even more caps. There was morning-
The show really seems like a series of his failures; they keep sending him in to do things he's never done, and even if he buffed up before the trip, that doesn't make him able to shoot arrows or canoo
I really like Lee Pace - but he looks like Peter Cook, and they made him look like Adrian Paul here. So that he qualifies as hunky or something. Mope. Peter Cook was sexeh and kewl.