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My husband bought me a pin that says “I get too attached to fictional characters” and it couldn’t be more perfect for someone like me.  Too often, I get immersed in a television series and develop almost a bond with characters that touch my heart, engage my mind, or who are so easy to relate to that I wish they were my friends in the real world.  I cried when 24 ended and Jack Bauer vanished for what seemed to be forever (lucky for me, he and the series will be back for a 12 episode run).  I even got a tattoo on my arm to pay homage to the series and to Kiefer Sutherland.  Prison Break was another hard one for me to say farewell too, and that one was also honored with ink on my skin.  I bawled when House reached the end, but that is understandable considering how emotional the final episode was.  I love a great series finale.

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Right now, two big shows for me are quickly coming to a close; Dexter and Breaking Bad.  I had a late start on both, catching up via Netflix and DVD to get to the point where my husband and I are watching the episodes the minute they air.  [SPOILERS AHEAD FOR THESE SHOWS AND OTHERS PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED]  I’m hopeful that both of these series can wrap up in such a way that honors the characters but also appeases the audience.  Right now, Dexter has one episode left and we’ve already seen his character falter.  Rather than have Dexter (Michael C. Hall) murder his current adversary, he left Oliver Saxon/Daniel Vogel (Darri Ingolfsson) in the hands of his sister, Debra (Jennifer Carpenter), so she could arrest him and he could have a fair trial.  This goes against everything we know about Dexter; he has lost his need to kill and he has become irresponsible; his decision resulted in Saxon/Vogel escaping and his sister getting shot.  Dexter’s dark passenger seems to be gone, but unfortunately that isn’t a good thing for the few people in his life that he truly cares for.

My big worry with Dexter is that the series finale will have him abandon a huge part of himself in order to be with the woman he loves, Hannah McKay (Yvonne Strahovski).  Yes, having a sweet and romantic ending is always nice, but that isn’t Dexter.  With Hannah, Dexter does not have to hide who he is, as Hannah has done her fair share of killing herself and accepts Dexter for everything he has to offer.  With his late wife Rita (Julie Benz), Dexter had to keep his dark passenger a secret to protect her.  This is unnecessary with Hannah so it doesn’t make sense to me for Dexter to abandon his code and suddenly decide that what he does is no longer important.  Not to advocate murder, but Dexter has done a great service to many people by ridding the world of serial killers who have evaded the law.  Saxon/Vogel has shown that he is a master at evasion, yet Dexter let him go in a totally irresponsible way because he didn’t need to kill him.  He’s losing what makes him Dexter.

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The whole fleeing to Argentina plan to start anew with Hannah and his son, Harrison, seems so ridiculous.  I was genuinely surprised when this plan came to light and even moreso when Dexter put in his notice at work, emptied out his apartment, and agreed to have the flights booked.  For such a logical person to jump on this plan felt unrealistic and silly.  Dexter always has a solid plan and always protects his family.  This plan doesn’t fit.  With one episode left, Dexter has a big choice to make.  He can stay in Miami and take care of Saxon/Vogel, but possibly sacrifice his relationship with Hannah in the process, as she is inches away from capture.  Or he can flee to Argentina with his love and son, but leave his sister and friends vulnerable to attack by Saxon/Vogel who surely now will not stop until everyone Dexter loves is dead.  I hope we see an ending we deserve, but I’m very worried that we won’t be given a proper ending to this epic story.

Moving on to Breaking Bad.  I was initially not excited about watching this show because it was hard for me to picture the dad from Malcolm in the Middle being anything but silly.  I have to say, I was so glad to be wrong.  Bryan Cranston is brilliant as Walter White and brings so much to this complex character.  With two episodes remaining, the audience is definitely on the edge of their seats and totally clueless as to what will happen next.  Last Sunday’s episode, Oxymandias, was one of the greatest hours of television that I have ever watched.  Hank Schrader (Dean Norris), Walter’s brother-in-law is dead.  Most of Walt’s drug fortune has been taken from him.  Skyler (Anna Gunn) and Junior (RJ Mitte) know the full truth about Walt.  The police know that Walt is a criminal. Walt kidnaps his infant daughter briefly, breaking the hearts of his family even more.  Jesse Pinkman (Aaron Paul) has been beaten, broken, and is now a slave to the new meth empire.  And we are left with Walt using one of his lawyer’s contacts to gain a new identity and leave his family behind.

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I am stunned.  Even knowing that Hank was going to die (thanks, Twitter spoilers), I was enthralled by this last episode and shocked with every passing minute and new development.  This series has done wonders with its characters and plot lines and created something that is close to perfect.  Walt’s transformation from a timid teacher into the feared and respected Heisenberg has been fascinating to watch.  Jesse’s descent from a common druggie into the broken shell of a man he currently is has been nothing short of heartbreaking.  Skyler is the woman we love to hate, but now it’s hard not to feel sympathy for her and hard not to recognize what a strong woman she truly is (although I still can’t stand her).  Hank went from being sort of a comic relief to being one of the strongest people on the show and a worthy adversary to Walt.  Characters like Gus Fring (Giancarlo Esposito) Saul Goodman (Bob Odenkirk), Mike Ehrmantraut (Jonathan Banks), and even small roles like Hector Salamanca (Mark Margolis) are so perfectly cast and written that you almost forget you are watching a work of fiction.

The death of Gus is by far my favorite.  His relationship with Walt was complicated and consisted of many layers.  Honestly, Walt had it made in Gus’s lab; it was perfectly hidden and completely state of the art.  The money was fantastic and most of the risk was out of Walt’s hands.  Gus was powerful, calm, rational, and very business minded.  Using his restaurants, Los Pollos Hermanos, as a cover to transport the drugs was brilliant.  But Walt’s life is far from easy and when fearing for the safety of his family due to his tumultuous relationship with Gus, he had to become (in his words) “the one who knocks.”  Ridding himself of Gus was the only way to guarantee his safety and he did so via a bomb strapped to Hector’s wheelchair.  Seeing the bomb go off and then watching Gus leave Hector’s room, straighten his tie, and then turn to reveal half a blown off face was such an outstanding way for the man to go.  It honored the character while also showing Walt’s ruthlessness and power.

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With Breaking Bad, I have no doubt that all the characters will be honored in the series finale due to the way they have treated their characters thus far.  Gus received an honorable discharge, Oxymandias allowed Hank and his partner to die in the line of fire and with their heads held high while Jesse’s beating was mercifully kept off camera.  Hank’s wife Marie has grown as a person and become much more than a supporting character.  Mike’s death was untimely but his character was such a strong loyal person and great family man, so his request to die in peace came off as one of strength and not as him giving up.  Skyler, as I said, has become more than just a person we love to hate.  And Walt has evolved so much and come so far that it’s ridiculous to think that anything could happen that would shake him or not do honor to the person he is when we say goodbye.

Writing the finale to a series has got to be incredibly challenging.  How to decide where to go and still hold true to the characters without ticking off your viewers is a task I would not want to take on.  It doesn’t always go well, like when Prison Break decided to kill off Michael Scofield rather than give him the ending he deserved with Sarah and their child.  But too often, we see various TV series end without any resolution at all due to cancellations.  I’ll never really know where the Breakout Kings have gone, what happens to The Borgias, what the next step for No Ordinary Family would have been, or where the team from Chase is now.  These days, being able to pen a series finale is a huge deal.  I hope my favorites can do it right.  I’ll be finding out soon enough.

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No More Surprises

Last year around this time, Kevin Smith caught quite a bit of heat on Twitter for posting details about The Walking Dead; with as many followers as he has, the backlash was pretty intense.  This year, he has been innocent so far, but many other people have been picking up his slack and letting loose with key plot points and show details almost immediately after this show airs.  I’m not sure what it is about Walking Dead that causes people to go berserk, but it seems near impossible to avoid spoilers on Twitter unless Twitter is avoided altogether.

Sometimes people slip and that is completely understandable, especially if the show or movie in question is older or if you aren’t fully aware of who is paying attention to you and who isn’t  as up to date as you are.  I had one friend post their disappointment in the first major event on the latest Walking Dead episode and I can’t fault him for doing so at all because he’s so used to being behind in the series.  Everyone else, however, has little or no excuse and was just being a little careless, thoughtless, and/or acting on emotion rather than stopping to think that not all of us were able to watch live and witness the three major events as they happened in the last episode.

My complaint really isn’t with the people who slip up, it’s with the people who just don’t give a damn.  One of the Sunday night Walking Dead offenders decided it would be clever to hop on Twitter yesterday and be a total smart ass about posting spoilers, acting as though it is hilarious that they killed the surprise in that episode and seeming almost joyful that they made the viewing experience for some people much less enjoyable.  It takes a special kind of person to find joy in taking away surprise and suspense from someone who just wants to enjoy a damn television show.

One of my husband’s coworkers let loose with the details on the season finale of Dexter’s fourth season before we had a chance to start it; we didn’t have Showtime yet and had to wait for the DVD to be released.  My poor husband had to go through the entire season knowing exactly what to expect in the last couple of minutes.  That incident has made me much more aware of what I say and much more careful in my comments, as I don’t want to kill the viewing experience for anyone.  I have let a few details slip in the past and I find it important to be apologetic and ensure I don’t repeat the mistake.  It boggles my mind how people can not only speak totally uncensored, but can find it hilarious that they lessen another person’s experience with their comments.

I’ve already rid myself of two people who just don’t care, and I’m looking to add to that trash pile in the near future.  I’ve made myself clear on Twitter; if you blatantly post spoilers and especially if you think it’s funny, I’m done with you.  For me, it’s a matter of respect.  Sure, it’s a small issue and not even one of major importance, but I don’t see why I should associate myself with people who laugh when they ruin ends of movies and television episodes for other people.  If someone is that much of a jerk when it comes to something small like TV and movie spoilers, what kind of person are they when it comes to things that matter?

 

Hashtag Subtweet

One of my favorite things about social media, blogging, and other areas of the internet where one can say virtually anything is the freedom it gives me to be uncensored and to air out my frustrations without running the risk of offending or harming anyone.  In theory anyway.  One of the bigger ways this is done by myself and many other people is by using the sometimes loved and often hated subtweet.  Let’s be honest; we all have at least one friend who tends to rub us the wrong way on a regular basis.  They can be frustrating and push you to the point where you have to say something.  Rather than confront them directly, a vague tweet can get that frustration out without offending the person.  Is it immature?  Sure, but it’s almost a guarantee that the person you’re referring to is hardly the picture of maturity themselves.  I also find it healthier to be a bit immature and calm as opposed to being 100% mature and 100% frustrated.

The thing about a subtweet is that it only has the power to offend you if you are either feeling guilty or actually are guilty of whatever behavior or characteristic is being referenced.  If someone posts a tweet about people who complain about their job and how sad they are, I’m likely going to feel a pang of guilt because I vent quite a bit about my job and my crazy coworkers.  If someone posts a tweet about being stuck up or being trashy, I feel nothing because it doesn’t apply to me.  I exploded last night over a handful of people posting about a character death on The Walking Dead (which I have yet to watch because Dexter is on at the same time, so it’s currently sitting on the DVR).  The only people it had the power to anger were those who let loose with show details in a careless manner.

If you are offended when I talk about dishonest people or shallow attention seekers, chances are you fit the description and are annoyed that it’s not going unnoticed.  If that is the case, why waste time being angry at me?  Perhaps your time is better spent looking in the mirror and trying to figure out what it is about your actions and personality that caused you to take my comment about liars as a personal attack.  The fact that you’re taking it personally is a clear sign that you’re aware of your fault(s).  I’m sorry that you’re frustrated about your transparency, but I’m not sorry for pointing out your flaw(s).  I’m not responsible for you feeling guilty about something, I’m not responsible for you instantly assuming you were the worthless person I was referring to, and I’m not responsible for you getting all kinds of cranky about it.

One interesting thing about subtweeting is how difficult it is to escape.  Even those who find it appalling, immature, and juvenile will do it now and then.  Whether they are complaining about habitual subtweeters or about something more specific, it’s almost a guarantee that somewhere on their timeline, you’ll find a vague complaint about a person or group of people that was posted out of frustration and with a little bit of hope that the right person would read it and take a hint.  It’s always funny to see a subtweet about how annoying and immature subtweeting is, but it goes to show you how easy it is to let one slip out of frustration.

I completely agree that it’s immature and can be very annoying.  It’s an obnoxious thing to do and doesn’t properly address any problem existing between the person making the statement and the person or people it affects.  That being said, it’s not a behavior I plan on stopping and it’s not one I will apologize for.  It’s incredibly therapeutic for me to be able to use Twitter as an outlet to vent about certain wastes of human life or about good people who sometimes do dumb things.  It also does not have the power to harm anyone unless they allow it to do so; I’m unaffected by someone’s comment about obnoxious people so long as I choose to ignore it or choose to decide that it does not apply to me.

One thing I find particularly hilarious is when I’ll make a comment about a less desirable personality trait with a certain person in mind and it ends up ticking off a completely different person that wasn’t even on my radar.  It happens more than it should, making me wonder why these people think they are always on my mind and are always the subject matter of my comments.  Do they really think they’re that important, or are they just feeling bad about their behavior and getting annoyed that what I say applies to them?  It’s even better when they first react, then go into “I don’t care” mode to try to play it off.  If you don’t care, why react at all?

A subtweet only has the power to hurt you if you give it permission to do so.  If you’re not cheating on your girlfriend, a comment about cheaters can’t hurt you and isn’t aimed at you.  If you’re not a drama queen, you have no reason to pay attention to tweets insulting people who are.  It’s embarrassingly simple.  By overreacting to subtweets, even if they are aimed at you, you’re only succeeding in drawing attention to yourself and giving everyone watching the impression that you are indeed guilty of the bad behavior referenced.

I’m not going to stop commenting on whoever I want to comment about, people in general aren’t going to stop subtweeting or posting cryptic things elsewhere, and we’re never going to find a way to stop getting offended over comments, regardless of whether or not they are directed at us.  The only sensible things to do are to either cut people out of your life, or when that isn’t possible, ignore them and honestly laugh off their nonsense.  Don’t post back “Oh, you’re so clever. #WhoCares” as it clearly shows you do care.  You have to stop caring and let their jabs fly over your head.  By not allowing them to affect you and by letting it breeze by you, you take away their power and you become the bigger person.

I’m not writing this from atop my high horse; I have engaged in petty subtweet wars and allowed comments from people to get under my skin.  I’m the first to admit that I’m guilty of certain bad behaviors.  That said, I’m not currently steaming mad because some dumbass is complaining on Twitter about people with kids always being too busy to hang out.  Sure, it applies to me, but is it worth caring about?  Do I really want to associate with someone who thinks I’d be a better friend if I dump my kid off at any place possible so I can hit the town and get drunk?  The best decision is to make these types of people invisible.  And with this blog, I officially make the worst offender of the above behavior an invisible and voiceless being.  You won’t be missed.

Dark Passenger Revealed

After what seemed like an endless wait, Dexter made its triumphant return to our television screens last night.  [SPOILERS]  After toying with the idea of Debra Morgan discovering Dexter Morgan’s secret season after season, last year wrapped with Deb entering the church just as Dexter plunged his knife into Travis Marshall, season 6’s Big Bad.  I’m not ashamed to say that I stood up and yelled at my TV in excitement.  Season 5 brought us close to Deb discovering the truth, putting the two of them in the same room with their final kill.  Deb decided to give Dex and Lumen a running start from the police because she understood and sympathized with Lumen, an abused woman seeking retribution and revenge.  After that close call, I was certain the writers would never allow Deb to see under Dexter’s mask.  Damn, was I glad to be proven wrong.

Season 7 picks up right where 6 left off; Deb was shocked to see Dexter standing over Travis Marshall’s body, wrapped in plastic on the altar of the church.  Dexter begins to pretend to be panicked, claiming Travis attacked him and he didn’t know what to do.  After an internal struggle, Deb agrees to assist Dexter in setting fire to the church to cover his tracks and wait to be called back to the scene to investigate, playing ignorant to what she had just witnessed.  In their hurried state, Dexter’s blood slide falls from his pocket and into an air vent on the church floor.

During the investigation of Travis Marshall’s “suicide,” an officer is gunned down in the street, opening an important investigation for Miami Metro and a distraction for the Marshall case.  Dexter easily embraces his dark passenger and takes matters into his own hands.  His sudden departure from the department, usually overlooked, is noticed by Deb, who then questions Jamie Batista, little Harrison’s nanny, and learns that Dexter takes many late nights “working” at the office.  While Dexter is removing the cop killer from this world and delivering him to the ocean floor, Deb goes to Dexter’s apartment where she finds Dexter’s tools and blood slides.  As Dexter enters the apartment to find it in shambles, Deb sitting in front of the blood slide box, he is asked if he is a serial killer and if he killed all these people.  Having no out, he says yes.

Debra spends the episode putting piece after piece together in discovering who Dexter truly is.  She recalls Dexter’s brother, Brian Moser, the Ice Truck Killer, and the way Brian had Deb on a table wrapped in plastic.  The set up was identical to the way Dexter wrapped Travis and Deb does not see this as a coincidence.  She recalls how Dexter was wearing an apron with plastic sleeves when he killed Travis, dressed in clothes she’s never seen before, which leads her to believe he planned this killing.  She begins to have flashbacks of the night Brian nearly killed her and begins to see that while Dexter did save her, perhaps it wasn’t in his nature to do so.  With the discovery of the blood slides, there is no more denying what she knows and what Dexter has done.

Dexter doesn’t only have Deb to deal with this season in protecting his identity and livelihood.  Louis, a tech at the office and Jamie’s boyfriend, has gone through Dexter’s computer, stolen a blood slide, and mailed Dexter the prosthetic hand from the Ice Truck Killer case.  There is no doubt he knows who Dexter is and it remains to be seen what he will do with this knowledge.  He thinks Dexter is a jerk and it wouldn’t be surprising if he tries to reveal his secret.  The other problem is Captain Maria LaGuerta.  In season 2, when James Doakes was believed to be the Bay Harbor Butcher after Dexter planted the blood slides and set him up before his fiery death, LaGuerta fought the idea to the bitter end, believing there was no way that Doakes could do such horrible things.  After she found the blood slide at the scene of Travis Marshall’s “suicide” and confirmed that no other cases other than the Bay Harbor Butcher case involved blood slides, she is confident that Doakes was not the culprit and seems to be ready to go ahead in finding the real killer.  Doakes always suspected there was something wrong with Dexter and it’s quite possible she could follow his lead and begin to look more closely at him as well.  Jonah Mitchell, the son of the Trinity Killer, has knowledge of Dexter’s true colors, as does Detective Quinn.  Add all of the elements together and Dexter could easily be outed.

I have high hopes for this season and I’m looking forward to seeing what Dexter does to deal with Debra learning about his dark passenger and how she comes to terms with the fact that her brother has an uncontrollable urge to kill.  Will Dexter tell her that their father, Harry, gave him the code to be used to kill only those who have killed others?  Will she understand that he has to kill or will she try to curb his urges to do so?  What will Dexter be forced to do in order to silence LaGuerta and to get Louis off his back and out of his business?  With one more season after this one, there are countless things that could happen and endless possibilities.  Whatever course this takes, I’m definitely rooting for the serial killer to come out on top.

Hot List Of Hottest Hotties! :-/

AskMen.com posted a list of their top 99 Most Desirable Women, which was shortened and discussed on CNN.com.  It was awful.  Sofia Vergara, the woman with the voice even feral cats despise, was their number 1 pick.  Emma Stone, who is absolutely gorgeous, funny, and charming, ranked lower than the personality-lacking and plain-Jane Rooney Mara.  I wasn’t able to view the entire list because I was at work, the site is blocked, and it’s generally just not a good idea for me to be looking at pictures of sexy women while I should be formatting memos or whatever it is I do here.  I sent the top 10 to my husband and asked him what his would be.  He replied by saying he should blog about it, which of course gave me the idea to attempt to do my own Top Ten Most Desirable Males.  Keep in mind, I am writing this solely based on my preference; I don’t give a damn how hot anyone thinks George Clooney, Ryan Gosling, or Robert Pattinson are, they will not be on my list ….

10.  Hugh Laurie.  I know the deep and gravelly voice he uses while playing House isn’t natural, but I adore it.  Women love musicians and Laurie has proved he is an accomplished one with his CD, Let Them Talk.  Plus, you can’t beat those beautiful blue eyes.

 

9.  Joshua Jackson.  I loved Pacey on Dawson’s Creek and I’m glad Jackson has found success in his career after that show.  He manages to hold on to the mischievous smile from his youth and still come across credible and mature in his role as Peter Bishop on Fringe.

 

8.  Jared Leto.  I had the most insane crush on him when he starred on My So-Called Life, and I hated Claire Danes for getting to kiss him.  He’s a brilliant actor and while I doubted that 30 Seconds To Mars would be any good when they were first formed, I was quite surprised that he has a great singing voice as well.  He’s not higher on this list because I met him shortly after he filmed Chapter 27 and was let down; I figured he’d be taller and I just don’t dig guyliner.

 

7.  Liam Neeson.  He could be dressed in sweats, reading the dictionary out loud, and there would be some woman who would swoon over it.  I like to think his ability to kick major amounts of ass extends off of the silver screen and into real life.

 

6.  Johnny Depp.  He is the only actor I can think of that becomes his role 100%.  I never watch one of his films and watch Depp, he steps out of his skin and completely into the character, something I wish more actors were capable of.

 

5.  Christian Bale.  Weird Batman voice aside, he makes a sexy Bruce Wayne.  I’m not quite sure why, but I’m fascinated by his cheekbones.  I think it makes his face look interesting and a bit rough, which is definitely preferable to me over any pretty boy out there.

 

4.  Dwayne The Rock Johnson.  He excelled as a wrestler and succeeded where many fail in crossing over from one medium to another; he has become a brilliant actor and continues to get more praise with every project.  He remains in high demand in the ring; he’ll be at Wrestlemania 2012 and I don’t think the fans could be more enthused.  He’s also pretty damn easy on the eyes.

 

3.  Robert Downey Jr.  Confidence is sexy and this man oozes it.  He’s battled substance abuse and all sorts of legal problems and came out of it looking as polished as ever.  His role as Tony Stark is what got him on my list; he’s perfect as Stark and his character’s humor and quick wit definitely add a lot to his appeal.

 

2.  Kiefer Sutherland.  Incredible actor; the man is Jack Bauer and you don’t get much better than that.  He was engaged to Julia Roberts back when the world still thought she was the hottest lady to roam the planet.  He also has a very sexy voice; getting him to do voice-over for their commercial is the only thing Bank Of America has ever done right.  Sutherland has yet to do something I don’t love.

 

1.  Michael C. Hall.  Considering my husband’s novella, Not Well, and the fact that Dexter Morgan made the list, maybe I’m attracted to violence?  Maybe it’s the guarded way he carries himself that makes the ladies want to figure out the mystery that lays beneath the mask?  Or maybe I’m overanalyzing and he’s just fun to look at.

 

Honorable Mentions:

Francois Arnaud from The Borgias; if he manages to look less rapey, he might actually be pretty nice looking.

Jared Padalecki from Supernatural; the frog I named after his character ended up murdering his frog brother, Dean.  I hold Padalecki partially responsible.

John Mayer; I was running short on room.

Wentworth Miller; they may be fake, but I do have quite the weakness for tattoos.

The Dark Passenger’s Ride

WARNING:  This contains spoilers for multiple seasons of Dexter.  Please do not proceed unless you have either watched the show through season 6 or you have no interest in watching it in the future and being surprised by anything.

My husband and I were busy watching WWE: Tables, Ladders and Chairs on pay per view Sunday night and I just couldn’t make myself stay up past 11pm to give my full attention to Dexter.  I was deathly afraid of someone ruining the surprise for me all day on Monday and shut Twitter down so that no one could spoil the ending for me.  My husband had the ending of Season 4 ruined for him; a coworker told him that Rita died at the end, so he had to go through that whole amazing season knowing that Rita would die at the end.  Considering how jaw-dropping her death was for me, I had no intention of letting any loud mouth give away even the smallest detail.

Season 6 was a bit odd for me in the beginning.  Debra’s relationship with Quinn dissolved when she was promoted to Lieutenant.  Most of her storyline revolved around her therapy sessions which finally resulted in her therapist suggesting that she was in love with Dexter, her step-brother.  The “big bads” of this season were on a mission from God, which obviously involved the deaths of many innocents.  Dexter, through developing a camaraderie with Brother Sam (played by Mos Def) and through investigating the Doomsday killings, began raising questions about faith and believing in God or another higher power.  Maria LaGuerta, now separated from Sergeant Batista, spent the majority of her time being a cutthroat bitch for lack of a better term.  There was a lot going on and it was difficult to see how things would come together.

Season 5 left me a bit disappointed; Dexter’s relationship with Lumen ended once they dispatched the last of her rapists and he was again left alone.  That season wrapped up nicely, which was in direct contrast with the end of Season 4.  They also toyed with the idea of Deb finding out Dexter’s secret, but of course there was no danger of it being revealed.  It was definitely a letdown for me.

The Season 6 finale began with Dexter hitching a ride to shore after he was nearly killed in the middle of the ocean by Travis Marshall, one of the big bads and truly the only one after it is revealed that his teacher and leader was dead the entire time.  At one point, I feared that Travis was going to get away, as Dexter seemed to almost give up on finding him.  Travis was hardly done with Dexter, however, and kidnapped his son with the intent of using him as a sacrifice.  Fear not, the writers weren’t as bold as to kill poor Harrison; Dexter saved his boy and loaded Travis into his SUV to deal with later.  While Travis didn’t succeed in completing his final tableau, he did manage to murder a cop, giving Deb something to beat herself up over.  She rushed over to her therapist and admitted that her theory was correct, she did in fact love Dexter as more than a step-brother and desired to tell him how she truly feels.

The creep factor is high on this one; the step-siblings grew up together.  Then again, this IS Deb and she does tend to be irrational.  Having requested earlier that Dexter visit the church that was home for the Doomsday killers, she immediately headed over to reveal her feelings to her brother.  Meanwhile, Dexter has Travis wrapped in plastic on a table in the church, toying with him a bit as he prepares to plunge a knife through his chest.  As Dexter is talking, Deb enters the church and it’s painfully obvious that she can clearly hear Dexter and is completely confused as to what is going on.  Just as Dexter’s knife slices through Travis, Deb enters the room and has a perfect view of her step-brother, the man she is in love with, murdering the man the entire police force has been chasing.  And now, we fade to black.

I was bouncing around on the couch like a kid who ate one too many pixy sticks as the season came to a close.  After the total lack of fear and anticipation I had in Season 5, I was giddy beyond belief to see this amazing turn of events.  The show has toyed with Deb finding out in a few ways, one of which was Dexter imagining all the ways she could possibly react to the news.  Having it actually happen was just what this show needed.

So what now?  We already know that Dexter will be back for two more seasons and will most likely wrap for good after Season 8.  I trust the writers enough to feel confident that they won’t do something ridiculous like have Deb lose her memory or have the whole thing be some sort of dream sequence.  Deb finally knows Dexter’s secret and has seen his Dark Passenger in action.  I can’t imagine her reacting well to this; she is highly emotional and flies off the handle at the drop of a hat.  At the same time, I feel that she will also feel comforted by this.  Deb has always desired to know more about Dexter and now she has seen him as naked and open as she possibly could have.  This will also explain a lot to her about things she has been insecure about in the past and in the present, such as why their father spent so much time with Dexter and why he is so guarded and closed off.

That being said, Deb is a cop and I’m not sure how well it will sit with her knowing that her brother is the Bay Harbor Butcher and is responsible for all those bodies that were discovered in Season 2, as well as many many others that were never found.  How will she react knowing that her brother murdered Trinity and is somewhat responsible for Rita’s death.  Will she forgive Quinn for suspecting Dexter since it’s obvious now that he was right?  Will she put the pieces together about Doakes and his untimely passing, coming to the conclusion that he was right about Dexter as well?  Will she do what is right in the eyes of the law or will she do what is right in the eyes of a loved one?

I’m going to have to let the season closer marinate a little before I draw any conclusions.  I am quite curious to hear theories and thoughts, so please share with me what you believe will happen from here.  At this point, I don’t believe anything is off the table.  What about you?

SPOILER ALERT! See, how hard was that?

Last night I stayed awake long enough to finish the new episode of Dexter.  Season 4 was ruined for my husband; we didn’t have Showtime yet and someone revealed the ending of the season to him.  If you’re familiar with the show, you know exactly how much of a shock that ending was and how it would have affected watching the season with the knowledge that it would end how it did.  After that, we have been on a mission of sorts to never let that happen again.  We’ve even stopped watching the previews for next week’s episode for every show we watch because they always seem to give away too many details and kill the surprise; the premiere of House was meant to surprise us with the reveal of the new Dean of Medicine, but the previews had given it away weeks prior.  I’ve decided not to see Dream House in the theaters as well after watching trailers that tell you the exact dilemma that you’re meant to figure out with the characters as the film progresses.  It’s like [SPOILER] watching the Sixth Sense and knowing Bruce Willis is dead the whole time; it’s borderline pointless.

At this exact moment in time, I have 164 people on Twitter vaguely reading the nonsense I say throughout the day.  I have a couple dozen people visiting this site each day and skimming through my rants and raves.  I’m not exactly reaching out to a large audience here, but I still either post a spoiler alert or keep my comments vague when commenting on television shows and movies.  I don’t want to be the asshole who ruins the surprise for someone and I do my best to keep from doing so.  Those people out there who have a significantly larger amount of eyes on them than I do should take even more care to keep buttoned up or to warn people prior to revealing details on a new episode that just aired or a new film that was just released.  I’m talking about you, Kevin Smith.

My husband warned me last night that we should watch The Walking Dead’s premiere episode for season 2 because someone was bound to say something.  Unfortunately, I’ve been fighting an illness for weeks now and I just didn’t have the energy.  This morning, Kevin posted on his twitter account that he loved a particular scene in the Walking Dead, then 10 minutes later posted details of another scene, and finally followed it up with “Um… Spoilers, I guess.”  Unfortunately, with the way Twitter is set up and with the way he worded his first tweet, I didn’t realize I was reading something about the Walking Dead until the scene was already described and pretty much ruined for me.

I’m not the world’s biggest Kevin Smith fan; he’s been a huge influence and I love his work, but I’m not one of those who’ve crossed the line into obsession and over-following his work and every day activities.  I’m one of the 1.8 million who follow him on Twitter because it’s easy to stay up to date on his new projects and it’s nice to hear about what’s going on in his life without having to make much of an effort.  He’s been talking extensively about his latest movie, Red State, and has given away details but nothing that reveals too much about the movie.  I assume he has done this because he would rather have people like me who haven’t seen it yet actually buy the DVD rather than have the details spoiled and not think the movie is worth watching.  So WHY, Mr. Smith, why did you think it was okay to reveal two scenes that sound pretty powerful and important less than 12 hours after the episode aired?  Would it have been so difficult to simply say “Loved last night’s episode of The Walking Dead” or “SPOILER, Loved watching ____ ____ ____ and ____ on The Walking Dead?”  The smart ass spoiler comment after the fact unfortunately doesn’t change the fact that I already read your previous comment and now know what to expect when I turn on the DVR later tonight to watch the episode that I now wish I had forced myself to watch last night.

As a filmmaker, I would think Kevin Smith would know enough to not tweet details like this, especially on a season premiere episode the morning after it aired.  I get that he doesn’t have to censor himself and he has every right in the world to say whatever he feels like saying on Twitter or elsewhere.  But come on now, if someone as unimportant as myself can manage to refrain from tossing out spoilers left and right without a word of warning, can’t he manage it as well?  As someone who seems to pride himself on keeping communication open with fans, wouldn’t you also be someone who would have enough respect for said fans to throw out a spoiler alert and NOT a smart ass remark after the fact?

I acknowledge that I am overreacting a bit and that perhaps this is my fault as well for not turning away from that tweet immediately before the damage was done.  But I guarantee that Mr. Smith wouldn’t be a happy camper himself if I had the ability to simultaneously reach 1.8 million people and I revealed dramatic scenes of Red State before most of the general public had a chance to see it for themselves.  Next time, how about you give those 1,897,192 people who follow your Twitter account a chance to fucking turn away before you kill the surprise and shock and give away details of a television show (or anything for that matter) before most of us have a full fucking day to watch it.

*end rant*

Anger Monster!!

I am not a morning person.  Understatement of the year; I am the worst person to share a space with in the early hours of the day.  I generally don’t sleep through the night due to being easily woken up by our dog Ripley making himself comfortable or snoring, or my husband rolling over and rocking the bed.  Sometimes I’ll imagine I hear my alarm clock and be unable to drift back into slumber and sometimes it’s for no reason at all, but I always seem to lose precious sleep over something silly.  When I wake, I shower and take the dog outside before going to wake up the boy.  Normally I fight to get him up and dressed and at the table for breakfast; he has to eat prior to leaving for daycare because he will skip the breakfast they serve so he can play.  After the boy and pup dog are fed and I’m as prettied up as I’ll get, I head to the car to wait on my husband; we’ve worked in the same building for over a year now and ride together nearly every morning.  We bring the boy to daycare and then head to work.  Once we’re at the building, we have a decent hike across the parking lot before passing through security and finally making it to our desks.  I hate mornings.

This morning was grating on my nerves.  Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, mainly my son who took 35 minutes to eat a small plate of food which he didn’t even finish.  I was 5 minutes late to work due to a detour we had to take because of construction equipment parked in the middle of the road for no apparent reason; thankfully my husband dropped me at the door and saved me about ten minutes of walking time through the parking lot to my desk.  We also drive to work during the time kids are being picked up for school and always manage to get held up by a bus or two.  Once I got here, my office nemesis was being extra nosy and while I was at the printer, I caught her reaching for my schoolbooks and the pad I take notes on.  I guess she thought I wasn’t paying attention.

Understandably, my husband gets frustrated with me in the mornings.  I’m easily irritated and tend to be vocal about the things that bother me; whether it be the moron slamming on his brakes in front of us or the dog taking 10 minutes to find a good spot to pee.  He’s told me to relax, there’s nothing I can do to control or change the idiots on the road, I can’t make the pup dog take a leak any faster than he already does, nor can I turn my son into an obedient ball of energy first thing in the morning.  I’ve told him that I can’t help being a bit crazy in the morning; my internal wiring demands that I arrive at work early or the world will crumble.  I have insanely horrible road rage issues.  I have a low tolerance for stupidity in general.  I’m not built to handle annoyances well.  I’m surprised my husband hasn’t opened the car door and shoved me out.  Yet.

My husband, the voice of reason in our marriage, has also said to me that I shouldn’t act as if everyone is out to get me because they’re not.  I hate when he says this because it sounds silly.  Of course I don’t think the world is working against me.  When I look at it objectively though, I see his point.  When I’m behind the idiot driver who goes 20 MPH below the limit, I think “WHY is this guy driving like this??  Doesn’t he realize people need to get to work!!?!??”  Well, maybe he’s oblivious to the fact that it’s the morning rush hour, but eve if he is aware, it’s NOT HIS PROBLEM!  He doesn’t give a damn that he’s holding up traffic and he doesn’t have to.  My son doesn’t move like a snail in the morning to bother me, he does it because getting dressed and eating breakfast are not his top choices on what he would like to do in the early hours.  My husband doesn’t…. well, he definitely does do a few things here and there to get a rise out of me, but he doesn’t try to make us late to work, it just happens sometimes.  If I can just stop and think to myself that these events are not taking place in order to upset me, maybe I can avoid getting upset.

This logic unfortunately doesn’t work with my work nemesis, AKA Paula Deen, because this evil wench has proven time and again that she is indeed out to get me, I’m just fortunate that she’s too dumb to cause any real damage to anything but my nerves.  But how do I deal with her?  I can block out the 4 or 5 people who clip their nails at work and the loud chip crunchers to my right, but how do I block out Paula Deen, a woman the size of a small planet with a mouth bigger than the Cheshire Cat?  My husband has said that her goal is to annoy me and if I allow it, she wins.  For the most part, I act as though she’s invisible, but I still step away from my desk sometimes when she gets into a gossip groove and I tire of hearing her verbally assault her family or when she begins cracking her gum every ten seconds.  I’m not sure how to handle something like today though when she was nearly busted with her hands on my personal property.  A soldier headed towards my desk stopped her in her tracks and she was out the door before I could get back to my desk, but what would I have said if she managed to lay a fat finger on my things?  My instinct is to say “What the FUCK are you doing?” but I’d like to keep my job, so I’d probably drop the F-bomb.  She’s the most vile person I’ve ever worked with and none of the tactics I’ve used in the past to deal with difficult people work on her.  Other than leaving this office, I’m at a loss.  Unless….

It’s odd, when I’m in a customer service setting and forced to deal with obnoxious customers, I am okay because customers eventually leave, it’s my job, and I can mock them later with my coworkers to feel better.  Coworkers on the other hand, I’m stuck with.  Shitty drivers aren’t going anywhere.  My dog will continue to be a picky pup when going potty.  My son most likely inherited my hatred of mornings and won’t improve.  The only thing I can do is fix ME.  Learn to let annoyances slide off my back and not consume the early hours of the day.  Stop letting other people dictate whether or not I’m happy.  Quit allowing the anger monster to sit in the driver’s seat.  Sadly, I don’t have the slightest idea how to do it, but hopefully by using the small starting points that I have and putting my brain to use, I can reach a zen state of mind.  Or at least quit wishing people would fall off of cliffs.  I’ll take either one.

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