She Told Me So (aka I Want Spike)
I write so much about Violet, you'd think we were married or something. Uhhhh...no. But I do keep a toothbrush in her bathroom.
For years now, I've been hearing about her obsession with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I've never gotten around to watching more than one or two episodes. Sure, they're good, campy, kick-ass fun, but I never got addicted. I did develop something of a soft spot for Angel, because the show played before Charmed during the days a few winters ago when I was trying to catch up on every episode of Charmed I'd never seen. (That was all of them. I'm a bigger geek than you ever imagined, huh?) So I would tune in a few minutes early, and catch Angel kicking some ass and then being all sweet and/or brooding. All I knew about him was that he was Buffy's love, but what I saw was him falling for Cordelia. Kim didn't want me to think of Angel as in love with Cordelia, because, clearly, he was Buffy's man...uh...vampire.
Last night I was in a dark mood. Not depressed. Just dark. As in, not sunny. As in, "Hey, let's plumb the deep recesses of Jill's psyche! Let's wander aimlessly uptown and figure out how we can turn my twisted imagination into some very penetrating art!" We did so for a few miles, then took the subway the rest of the way. Finally, after listening to some drunk abuse every man on the A train, and watching a tiny dog chase a rat as big as its head, we arrived at her apartment. We poured some iced tea and she told me "Okay, be quiet." Very few people get away with telling me to be quiet. Then she introduced me to Spike.
Oh.
My.
God.
Yeah, ok, I'll be quiet for him.
Somehow, in my fumbling with my words on the long hike home, I was able to convey to Kim exactly where my head was at. Or she was able to surmise it psychically. In three short scenes, this character catapulted straight to the top of my "Fictional Characters I Have Lusted After" list. Seriously, in a brawl, he would kick Hamlet's ass, hands tied behind his back. I like that. I really like that.
Yeah, yeah, I get it, he's not real.
But damn, if someone didn't pry into my subconscious one night to create him, then I don't know where he came from.
She told me so. But why did she hold out on me for so damn long?
And who else is holding out on me? If there are more of him out there, I want to know about it. Any suggestions?
For years now, I've been hearing about her obsession with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but I've never gotten around to watching more than one or two episodes. Sure, they're good, campy, kick-ass fun, but I never got addicted. I did develop something of a soft spot for Angel, because the show played before Charmed during the days a few winters ago when I was trying to catch up on every episode of Charmed I'd never seen. (That was all of them. I'm a bigger geek than you ever imagined, huh?) So I would tune in a few minutes early, and catch Angel kicking some ass and then being all sweet and/or brooding. All I knew about him was that he was Buffy's love, but what I saw was him falling for Cordelia. Kim didn't want me to think of Angel as in love with Cordelia, because, clearly, he was Buffy's man...uh...vampire.
Last night I was in a dark mood. Not depressed. Just dark. As in, not sunny. As in, "Hey, let's plumb the deep recesses of Jill's psyche! Let's wander aimlessly uptown and figure out how we can turn my twisted imagination into some very penetrating art!" We did so for a few miles, then took the subway the rest of the way. Finally, after listening to some drunk abuse every man on the A train, and watching a tiny dog chase a rat as big as its head, we arrived at her apartment. We poured some iced tea and she told me "Okay, be quiet." Very few people get away with telling me to be quiet. Then she introduced me to Spike.
Oh.
My.
God.
Yeah, ok, I'll be quiet for him.
Somehow, in my fumbling with my words on the long hike home, I was able to convey to Kim exactly where my head was at. Or she was able to surmise it psychically. In three short scenes, this character catapulted straight to the top of my "Fictional Characters I Have Lusted After" list. Seriously, in a brawl, he would kick Hamlet's ass, hands tied behind his back. I like that. I really like that.
Yeah, yeah, I get it, he's not real.
But damn, if someone didn't pry into my subconscious one night to create him, then I don't know where he came from.
She told me so. But why did she hold out on me for so damn long?
And who else is holding out on me? If there are more of him out there, I want to know about it. Any suggestions?
Labels: Jill's attachments to fictional characters, on film and tv, on men, with the girls
posted by Jill at
8/26/2005 01:47:00 PM
8 Comments:
Holla if you hear me!
By
Violet, At
10/03/2005 02:08:00 PM
I'm not even sure what that means in this context.
By
Jill, At
10/03/2005 02:09:00 PM
I love Angel and Spike. They are so freakin' hot. I watched this interview with spike and he doesn't have an english accent in real life. It's sorta weird to hear it. Still gorgeous though.
By
Kristin, At
10/03/2005 02:10:00 PM
never seen it either. maybe I have a deprived life
By
UrbanBarbara, At
10/03/2005 02:11:00 PM
Well, I don't think it's a deprived life, but Spike is a bloody revelation (yeah, that's a reference to one of his lines.) I'm less disappointed about him not actually being English than I am about him just being...well...kinda dorky.
By
Jill, At
10/03/2005 02:11:00 PM
And it's not that i didn't want Angel to move on. I'd be perfectly happy to watch him make out with some other woman. Just that Cordelia -- especially as she emerged on the show -- was really irritating. She was much better when she was bitchy.
By
violet, At
10/03/2005 02:12:00 PM
Spike has a certain allure, to be sure, but I think it has more to do with his youth, his (fake?) accent and the writing. Don't worry UrbanBarbara, you're not missing that much. (Sorry Violet) It's not that he's super hot, it's just that he has a certain super-duper bad-boy appeal to Ms. Jill. Isn't that it?
By
Rabbit, At
10/03/2005 02:12:00 PM
Yes the accent is fake, but it's irrelevant. I have met assholes from around the world, England included. It has ALL to do with the writing--because Spike is a CHARACTER. Let me be clear in saying that physically alone, the actor does nothing for me. The guy is a dork, and not that beautiful. But Spike, the character, is brilliantly acted, because this actor, dork that he is, can physically emulate the gestures and facial expressions of the coolest men ever. So put together, the writing and the acting create a character that is at once dangerous and vulnerable; funny and intriguing; idealistic and practical; demanding and responsive; and something of a bad boy, but not in that (yawn) trying-too-hard-to-be-bad kinda way. In short, just about the perfect man. Except he's a vampire.
By
Jill, At
10/03/2005 02:13:00 PM
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