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Oh yeah.

Oh, YEAH!

Okay, so I suppose I should start at the end and mention that when the Doctor and Amy stepped into the newly minted TARDIS I cried.

Literally, I began to cry.

I didn't think I would. I thought I had cried everything out when I watched the End of Time Confidentials.

No.

Amy reminds me of a young Donna. At the moment, I can't get the parallels out of my head and I hope I'll be able to see Amy as her own person and not as a younger, fitter Donna (though Donna as way hawt, imo!), because her background is that of "temp-jobs" (Kissogram...? O-Kay?) and running away before the wedding... not just like Donna, obviously, but the motifs are far too similar.

But she began as a child.

A child waiting for someone to save her from the cracks in her life (Crack in the wall... HA!) and I'm happy she was cynical and hard and moved on and her stories made her fucked up, because that's what our imaginary friends do to us.

My BFF is making me a TARDIS cake for my birthday :D

She's a little fangrrl! She's so cute, she's... me. And you. And anyone else who loves him.

Doctor. Doctor. Oh, Doctor. So, I, like, really want his hair. Badly. Is it blasphemy to prefer Eleven's hair to Ten's?
Mainly because I think I could pull it off!

He is a baby. Baby duckling steps. I'm not sure what to think of him yet. His clothes are lovely (Braces!), am not keen on the bow-tie.
I fucking adore the tweed. Really I do.
Ever since I was 12 I've had a thing for tweed, but it's too hot to wear round these parts.

OH, OMG! I screamed when I saw the crappy CGI of that Moray Eel-Piranha-Prisoner Zeor thing! Fuck, Moffat may kill my nerves this season. The "Coming Soon" trailer had the Lonely Assassins! ACK! And Daleks with Union Jacks. And River Song!!!! :D :D

I'm pleased

Did I mention I cried when we were let into the TARDIS again?

I hate the new logo.

Date: 2010-04-05 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] keeva
i love this show and this doctor and this companion

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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