Aaand I'm back to my normal self. That is: bitchin' about what needs to be taken apart or just haul somebody over the coals. It's not like I enjoy it. No, because my normal self like to writes paeans to somebody's glory. But if anyone thinks I will stop criticising (in the original meaning of it), better move to another kindergarten, because I won't. I can't write a poem for a crap though. I'm not as talented as Baudelaire who could write A Carcass (Une Charogne) to contrast an evening and some hideous corpse. Anyway, some random pics from the drama that saved my faith in Kdramas, after the mountain of rotting cliches that are called Marry Me, Mary. That's it. I said that. I think petitions to the Pope, Dalailama, and Asahara for my excommunication are on the way. *shrugs* couldn't care less.
My normal self loves dramas like this. With great actors who can deliver hilarious performances while never begging for any attention and crossing the line of fanservice. With witty dialogues, when I don't have to stop the episode to just WTF for a moment. With chemistry that is based on something else than just looks and miaowing, licking the ice-creams lid in an idiotic manner... Oh hell, I can even like dumb haircuts and fashion if it suits the plot, not the promotion of one of the actors. That's why I like period dramas. There is no way any actor can stand out as he can using modern clothes. Unless he's Gu Yong Ha.
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