I (foolishly) promised that we'd sort out the girls' bedroom and then WE ACTUALLY BOUGHT PAINT and dammit, actual work needs to happen. Ugh. Allow me:
Today I merely got them to go through about 10 boxes of 'stuff' and sort out what they wanted to keep. And tidied up all the wood outside, so now the side of the house looks neat and not like a hurricane went through a forest and then dumped a dismembered tree outside. (As well as planks and other bits & pieces.) I done good. Punch the mess IN ITS FACE!
Did you notice Jenna??? (I recognised her by how she held her hands.) Well, I noticed her face ; )
That scene at the beginning is literally her only one. And then later Natalie Dormer shows up for literally one scene as well.
Yeah. And a lot of the time I can't help thinking 'But what if the other guy was stronger?' Like, is that all that stops the world from ending - the hero being better at punching than another guy? *sigh* Yup. Stupid super heroes. A very few of them manage to make me feel like it works on a metaphorical level, but most of them it's exactly that: I guess you're right because you can punch harder.
Something I love about Peggy Carter is that her fighting style is one of the most brutal and opportunistic I've ever seen outside of, like, Jason Bourne movies. You believe that she wins against all of these gangs of men because she really does fight dirty. It's this surprisingly endearing bit of realism.
See I like Thor. He's a bit thick and likes to punch things. That part is fine. It's all the rest. ESFP--he was doomed from the start. And the beginning of the movie really does a phenominal job of making him look like a massive tool. I mean, not more than Tony Stark, but you kind of have to look at Loki and go, ok, so I know you've got this whole evil plot going here, but in your defense, your brother is really annoying.
What I hate about the whole Asguard crew is that it's so humorless. They do land a few good jokes when they contrast them with the people on earth (Thor breaking the coffee cup was basically the high point of that). But when they're all amongst themselves? I had a laugh when I saw Kenneth Brannaugh directed that one. It all felt so Shakespearian in the very worst sense of the word.
It is kinda fun to go back and see baby Phil Coulson from before the show. HE'S SO YOUNG!!!! And when he steps in front of the giant fire-shooting magic robot from space and faces it down with all the bored bureaucratic disdain of a DMV employee, it fills my heart with so much glee. But, much like with Peggy, I'm basically rooting for him to go get himself killed so he can ditch this circus and go have his real life.
... (This time, the ellipsis is a question mark. What is a jar of Skippy?) Peanut butter. It's a line from the song. Rhymed fabulously with 'Jackson Mississippi.'
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Ugh. Allow me:
Today I merely got them to go through about 10 boxes of 'stuff' and sort out what they wanted to keep. And tidied up all the wood outside, so now the side of the house looks neat and not like a hurricane went through a forest and then dumped a dismembered tree outside. (As well as planks and other bits & pieces.) I done good.
Punch the mess IN ITS FACE!
Did you notice Jenna??? (I recognised her by how she held her hands.)
Well, I noticed her face ; )
That scene at the beginning is literally her only one. And then later Natalie Dormer shows up for literally one scene as well.
Yeah. And a lot of the time I can't help thinking 'But what if the other guy was stronger?' Like, is that all that stops the world from ending - the hero being better at punching than another guy?
*sigh* Yup. Stupid super heroes. A very few of them manage to make me feel like it works on a metaphorical level, but most of them it's exactly that: I guess you're right because you can punch harder.
Something I love about Peggy Carter is that her fighting style is one of the most brutal and opportunistic I've ever seen outside of, like, Jason Bourne movies. You believe that she wins against all of these gangs of men because she really does fight dirty. It's this surprisingly endearing bit of realism.
See I like Thor. He's a bit thick and likes to punch things. That part is fine. It's all the rest.
ESFP--he was doomed from the start. And the beginning of the movie really does a phenominal job of making him look like a massive tool. I mean, not more than Tony Stark, but you kind of have to look at Loki and go, ok, so I know you've got this whole evil plot going here, but in your defense, your brother is really annoying.
What I hate about the whole Asguard crew is that it's so humorless. They do land a few good jokes when they contrast them with the people on earth (Thor breaking the coffee cup was basically the high point of that). But when they're all amongst themselves? I had a laugh when I saw Kenneth Brannaugh directed that one. It all felt so Shakespearian in the very worst sense of the word.
It is kinda fun to go back and see baby Phil Coulson from before the show. HE'S SO YOUNG!!!! And when he steps in front of the giant fire-shooting magic robot from space and faces it down with all the bored bureaucratic disdain of a DMV employee, it fills my heart with so much glee. But, much like with Peggy, I'm basically rooting for him to go get himself killed so he can ditch this circus and go have his real life.
... (This time, the ellipsis is a question mark. What is a jar of Skippy?)
Peanut butter. It's a line from the song. Rhymed fabulously with 'Jackson Mississippi.'