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marguerite_krux ([personal profile] marguerite_krux) wrote2009-09-15 03:16 pm

'Color me blue, I'm lost in you, don't know why I'm still waiting...'

[Poll #1457732][Poll #1457732]
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Last time I drew a comparison between Sanctuary’s John Druitt and our politician Peter Garrett. [Eerie, no?]

Now I bring your attention to Will Zimmerman. As soon as I saw him, I was all over the obvious Daniel Jackson comparison.



Apparently that’s why he ditched the glasses, lol.
But as Netty and I were doing our marathon, she turns to me and goes, ‘Hey, he looks like Harry Potter’ just as I was turning to her to say the same! [Great minds, etc. etc.] REALLY. Lookit.

 


 

I admit, there's little more than 'white male, brown hair, glasses' to this comparison. *shrugs* But still!











The  'Golden Trio'. Lol.










Mentor/student relationship.










Dumbledore and Harry ain't got nothing on Will and Helen's chemistry. :D

Shades of Dumbledore’s relationship with Harry.


After the death of his parents, Dumbledore left Harry with his relatives and kept him away from the world of magic, leaving him ignorant, if not exactly blissful. After his mother's death, Magnus also chose to keep him unaware of the fact that monsters- excuse me, Abnormals exist in our world, leaving him blissfully ignorant, suppressing all his traumatic memories.

Both Dumbledore and Magnus are expert at manipulating the people around them, even if they are benevolent, they're rather ruthless about the way they pull the strings. They've learned all too well how to provoke the reactions they want from those around them, what with being over a century old.




Although Dumbledore looks his age, while Helen is absolutely gorgeous. :D

And this, THIS!


Will: You’ve withheld things from me. You were there, weren’t you?

Helen: She was an extraordinarily brave woman. She died protecting you from that creature.

Will: You could have stopped it, done something.

Magnus: We tried, Will. I swear to you, we tried. It all happened so quickly we barely had time to rescue you

 





Firstly, note the same petulance in both Harry and Will- always blaming other people for the death of their loved ones. So irrational, tsk, tsk. Thankfully, it's just a temporary lapse in Will, while I've given up Harry as a lost cause, the self-centered prat.

Secondly- come on, the self-sacrificing mother, who dies to protect her son from evil monsters?

 



Harry and Will both get to see their mothers- unfortunately for Will, it's just a hallucination trying to lure him to his death, but Harry gets some closure with seeing his mother's spirit as she once again protects him from the Dak Lord. [Useless brat]

Their special destiny.

Of course Harry was always meant to grow into his heritage of 'Boy-Who-Lived', to be groomed to take down the Dark Lord. [Which meant
half-assing a plan, breaking all sorts of rules, getting into trouble, endangering others and waiting for the adults to come sacrifice themselves and rescue the Trio's butts, then whinging about how it wasn't his fault because nobody treated him like an adult. *headdeskfloorwall*]


Magnus: I’ve known this was your destiny since you first came to my attention.

Will: Yeah, since you knocked me down in an alley.


Magnus:
Since you were eight years old, actually...when you told the world a monster killed your mother.



And finally? Later on in the marathon, Will actually puts on a British accent! 
‘Isn’t rather odd sort of your stock in trade?'
That totally made us giggle even harder, it was like a special shout-out to us, lol.


 

You all need to appreciate how awesome Netty is. Seriously, best friend in RL, and the fact that she’s family is a bonus.

[Druitt appears onscreen, all menacing and mysterious-like]

Netty: Who’s that? The science tech guy?
Me: Uh…no. What do you think when they talk about prostitutes being killed?
Netty: *confuzzled*
Me: Historical context, dead hookers, come on…
Netty: Oh, oh, Marguerite and Roxton, with the two guys that were killing together… Jack the Ripper!

Lol. The woman drops TLW references into conversation. My love for her, it is infinite. :D

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Vidspam.
Three minutes in, Will does a brief impression of Helen's British accent. But it's well worth watching the whole thing- if you're a fan, it'll remind you of some of the best moments of hilarity. If you're not, well, off with you, become addicted already! :P


[identity profile] borg-princess.livejournal.com 2009-09-16 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Marina. Looong story (http://borg-princess.livejournal.com/39360.html#cutid1) Officially she was the head librarian at my high school. Unofficially, she was like another mother to me. Actually, given that I was on the outs with my own mother- and you already know about me and my father- that whole year, she was the only person I could turn to and trust to hear me out without mocking me or dismissing me. She was my life support, basically, and then she left school and I couldn't see her anymore and it- well, there are no words for how sucktastic that was. I was seriously depressed and on the edge and she kept reining me back in and supporting me and- just cutting the cord like that. It feels like she died and I just can't get any closure on it.

Though a shrink would probably say I'm using her as an emotional crutch. Maybe I am. Maybe I'm clinging to that as my great tragedy in life so I can handicap myself and absolve myself of the need to deal with things or get over it. *shrugs* Self-sabotage was always my forte.

My father. *sighs* I don't know. He's not a deadbeat dad, he's totally dedicated to making sure our lives are comfortable and we have what we need, I think 'coz he grew up poor, that's kind of a fixation for him and he needs to be all controlling so that things are perfect and he doesn't have to worry about ending up on the streets or anything. I get that he stresses because of that. But- seriously, yesterday, I get home after posting this and after the regular inane chitchat ['how was your day?'/'all right'/'good'/'yeah'], the first real conversation we have is when he tells me off for- NOT TYING THE PLASTIC BAGS TIGHT ENOUGH. *headdesk* I don't know. There's just no pleasing him, it's so damn frustrating!

But thankies for teh huggles, they help! *squishes* And seriously, thanks for caring and listening to me. It helps writing this stuff out, and it's doubly helpful with your comments.

Re: your friend. Ouch. I haven't been in quite that position- like I said, Marina was a maternal figure, not a traditional 'friend' as such- but I know that it hurts to lose regular friends, so I can't imagine what it was like to lose a best friend of so many years. Having someone that matched your interests and goals in so many areas and then for that to be over...[yikes, text war? Way to add salt to the wound, grr, life] I am glad that you did reconnect with her and fix your friendship, because it sounds like she's well worth having in your life. Good luck with maintaining that friendship- I'm not going to google because I'll spend all day on it otherwise, but there's a quote about how friendship isn't supposed to be easy, but the rewards are worth the effort put into strengthening and keeping them going.

[identity profile] woodchoc-magnum.livejournal.com 2009-09-16 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Re Marina - yeeeeesh. So you can't get in contact with her or anything like that? That's awful. *huggles you*

Re your dad - YEEEEEESH. Can't tell you how glad I am that my father is semi normal (but very critical of my driving skills). How long until you can move out? Maybe you'll find that you and your father will get along better once you're out on your own, or something like that... I'm a bad advice giver, apologies for that!

And seriously, thanks for caring and listening to me. It helps writing this stuff out, and it's doubly helpful with your comments.

Anytime, that's why we're all here. *squishes you back*

Re my friend... yes, it was a very rough time, and one of the one or two major times in my life where I've actually felt really depressed. And the main sticking point with the whole end of the friendship was that it was so suddenly - it wasn't building over time. On the Saturday we were friends, on the Sunday it was over. And it was very, very, very painful.

And yes, my first and only text war... *sigh* It was pretty... um... callous actually, her friend was sending me texts all day pretending to be my friend, and then when I admitted how much I disliked my friend's friend (are you following? ROFL), that's when she revealed who it was... It was quite possibly the most horrifying moment of my life, but at the same time I couldn't understand why my friend had been sucked in by someone so horrible.

And I guess, I don't know, karma's a bitch, because my friend had the most horrible couple of years while we weren't friends... And I didn't so, thanks karma! LOL Or maybe I shouldn't say that because we're friends again?