It's funny. I haven't watched BtVS since it was on the WB. Remember 'New Tuesday'? Heee.
I turned the channel when I did because watching it had become a chore. It was no longer something I enjoyed, it was something I felt I had to do. And quite frankly, I already had quite a few of those things in my life.
So I stopped watching. Both shows.
A few weeks ago, when Faith returned to AtS, I turned it back on, because even my utter disenchantment with the Buffyverse couldn't prevent me from ogling Eliza Dushku in leather.
And I was excited again. I gasped and screamed and pounded the floor. Faith and Angelus. Two of my favorite characters of all time, together.
It made me happy. It was a brief happy, but it was a happy nonetheless.
JAG was a repeat tonight, and since I didn't particularly care for the ep the first time around, I fished around for something to watch. I clicked past my local UPN station and said, "Self, you're going to have to watch Buffy when Faith shows up, so you might as well get used to it."
So I watched it.
I don't know what I was expecting to see. My obsession with Things BtVS lasted for several years, and no matter what, the episodes had an emotional significance to me.
Tonight, I watched a tv show.
Just a tv show.
Truth be told, it kind of bored me. I did like the scenes with Vamp!William and Scary!Touchy!Vamp!Mom, but overall, I was left with a big fat yawn.
I checked out of the Buffyverse before B/S started in any conventional sense. I liked B/S in a purely sexual, unconventional way. The whining, slouching, overwrought 'conventional' B/S I saw tonight?
Bo-ring.
"But...but...he has a SOUL. We can't kill him, because he has a soul."
Seems to me she used that argument to save one boyfriend already. I think that's probably a one time only get out of jail free card.
After the end of the ep, pretty much the only feeling I was left with was a pervading sense of, "Whatever."
I guess absence didn't make the heart grow fonder after all.
I turned the channel when I did because watching it had become a chore. It was no longer something I enjoyed, it was something I felt I had to do. And quite frankly, I already had quite a few of those things in my life.
So I stopped watching. Both shows.
A few weeks ago, when Faith returned to AtS, I turned it back on, because even my utter disenchantment with the Buffyverse couldn't prevent me from ogling Eliza Dushku in leather.
And I was excited again. I gasped and screamed and pounded the floor. Faith and Angelus. Two of my favorite characters of all time, together.
It made me happy. It was a brief happy, but it was a happy nonetheless.
JAG was a repeat tonight, and since I didn't particularly care for the ep the first time around, I fished around for something to watch. I clicked past my local UPN station and said, "Self, you're going to have to watch Buffy when Faith shows up, so you might as well get used to it."
So I watched it.
I don't know what I was expecting to see. My obsession with Things BtVS lasted for several years, and no matter what, the episodes had an emotional significance to me.
Tonight, I watched a tv show.
Just a tv show.
Truth be told, it kind of bored me. I did like the scenes with Vamp!William and Scary!Touchy!Vamp!Mom, but overall, I was left with a big fat yawn.
I checked out of the Buffyverse before B/S started in any conventional sense. I liked B/S in a purely sexual, unconventional way. The whining, slouching, overwrought 'conventional' B/S I saw tonight?
Bo-ring.
"But...but...he has a SOUL. We can't kill him, because he has a soul."
Seems to me she used that argument to save one boyfriend already. I think that's probably a one time only get out of jail free card.
After the end of the ep, pretty much the only feeling I was left with was a pervading sense of, "Whatever."
I guess absence didn't make the heart grow fonder after all.
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Date: 2003-03-26 04:30 am (UTC)Oh, dude, yes. What you said. And honestly, I thought the start of this season was so strong, like season 1-3 strong ... and now. Ugh. Just so fucking lame I want to spork out my own eyes.