Ozzily Yours

Thursday, August 18, 2011

When She Was Bad

Now that I know my brother is dutifully slogging through these posts, despite his distaste for all things Buffyverse, I feel even more obligated to pick up this project again. After all, it is a younger sister's duty to aggravate her sibling, no?

Anyway, season 2 kind of opens with a whimper rather than a bang. To be sure, it fits nicely into Joss Whedon's efforts to portray things that we all go through in high school... but when one of those things is our fearless heroine taking a short foray into bitchland, it gets a little boring. Yes, all adolescent girls go through periods of nastiness, but it's still not fun to watch, especially when you know there's no way it's going to last more than an episode.

Watching this episode, I may have identified the source of my irritation with the Xander-on-Buffy crush: the fact that it is nowhere near as adorable as the Willow-on-Xander crush. Because seriously, is there anything as adorable as Alyson Hannigan? No, there is not. The ep features one of my all-time favorite moments, when Xander recreates the movie Witness by putting ice cream on Willow's nose. SO CUTE. And Willow's attempt to recreate that moment later in the Bronze? SO HEARTBREAKING.


  • "You took a trip to Bitchland on the All About Me Express!" Ah, I haven't thought of that in years. And it's not from Buffy. And almost no one else reading this comment will understand it. Oh well!

    By Blogger Adam807, at 8/18/2011 5:53 PM  

  • To the brother of the poster. I'd be compelled too, but what do you think when you read these? Well, that certainly sounds like things... about stuff. Harumph!

    Also, kind of brutal to fault Xander's crush just because he's not as good as Alyson Hannigan. FEW ARE.

    By Blogger melz3000, at 8/18/2011 6:32 PM  

  • Well, there's not really any 'Harumph' (as in Melz's formulation) nor any 'distaste' (as in Ozzy's). It's more just enjoying the form while scratching my head through the content. Sort of like reading the musings of a particularly engaging lineworker who works at a Dutch canning plant separating male and female sunflower seeds.

    "I may give no hoot about what you write about, but I'll defend to the death your right to post it." - Voltaire, scrawled on the wall of Rimbaud's outhouse

    By Anonymous Ian, at 8/21/2011 11:14 AM  

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