Saturday Morning Ramblings

It’s Saturday morning and I’m drinking coffee and watching Romeo and Juliet. This movie was everything to me when I was 16. I loved Shakespeare, and that combined with a cast of all the pretty people of my day…it was the perfect storm. I don’t think there’s a girl my age who didn’t want Leonardo DiCaprio (even in his tacky Hawaiian shirts) or who didn’t wish she looked as delicate as Claire Danes, even when she’s crying. Sigh….youth.

I really do need to get out of this Netflix vortex eventually. The condo is a wreck, the fridge is empty and I need to get to the gym. I’ve been trying to get (back) in shape but this weather makes it so hard! I’ve been going to spin class every week with Meghan, so that’s a good start, but I really need to start running again. But cozy couch trumps gym all the time. There are some great trails near my house though, and I really can’t wait to explore them again when the weather warms up. I’m a hearty Canadian girl, but -30 is too cold, even for me!

Since we’re rambling here, can we talk about hashtags? Twitter and Instagram have been “things” for a few years now and yet there are people who still have no idea what they are for. There is a person I follow on Instagram who never captions anything with words but instead uses a multitude of ridiculous hashtags. For example they would hashtag this post #watchinnetflix #dontwanttogetoffthecouch #itstoocoldtogooutsidesoimhibernating #summerplease. It drives me bonkers! Also, those of you who hashtag when your account is locked – do you know how pointless that is? The whole point of a hashtag is to make your post searchable by other users, but if your account is locked they will never see your hashtag. So unless you are using the hashtag to search your own posts or for the limited purpose of your approved followers finding certain posts, there really is no point. /rant

I will leave you with this, blogsters – the scene that even 15 years later, makes my heart skip a beat.


Lazy Days

I had a bunch of things on my list of things to do today, but as soon as I opened my eyes this morning I knew none of them would get done. I just had no desire to get dressed or do anything that didn’t involve yoga pants and my couch. So, I have just been lazing around the condo doing very little. I have been watching Survivor: The Amazon because I have never seen that season and I’m a fan of Rob Cesternino and his podcast. I have read a little Outlander (book 4, Drums of Autumn) and watched an episode of the show that re-aired last night because I heard they would be airing a minute from the upcoming première. It didn’t. It did air the Love Forces You To Choose promo that aired Stateside about a week ago. I have left it below for your viewing pleasure   :)

I also learned that Outlander will return to Canadian screens on April 5, just one day after it airs in the US! That is great news, since the first half of the season aired almost two weeks after it did in America. Yay!


Tomorrow I will be a responsible adult, but today I refuse to leave my little nest on the couch.

Son Set

Hello! Just as I promise to spend more time on this site, I get sick and have nothing to say. Terrible. Things have been pretty dull around here lately since I have been spending most of my time lounging around my condo recovering. All this downtime did allow me to catch up on the television shows I have been behind on, one of which was Sons of Anarchy. I was able to catch up so that I watched the finale the day after it aired in the US, which was awesome because it meant that I wasn’t spoiled by the internets!

Warning – very heavy spoilers for Sons of Anarchy finale below. Get out now if you do not wish to know what happened.


My initial thoughts on the finale were not good. I was angry, but not angry because I wasn’t satisfied with the way things ended, but rather how things ended. Sons of Anarchy is based on Hamlet, and so knowing how Hamlet ends (spoiler alert – everyone dies!) I was pretty sure I knew how SoA was going to end. It was pretty obvious to me that Jax was going to kill himself after he killed Gemma in the previous episode. I just knew he couldn’t live with himself and that he couldn’t be anywhere near his sons. I also thought that as bad of a father as Jackson is (offering Abel candy to call Wendy “mom”?!), there was no way he could live and not see his sons, so suicide would be the only answer for him. In the first 10 minutes when we saw him at Opie and Tara’s graves leaving his rings behind, I knew I was correct in my assumption.

I also kind of figured that if he was going to kill himself, he may as well take out as many people as he could on his way out to save the club, so I wasn’t so shocked that he killed Marks and Barosky.  I also was not surprised that Chibs was made president and Tigs vice, showing how Tigs has evolved since his days as Clay’s vice. Really, as far as tying loose ends goes SoA hit hit the nail on the head. I think most people were pretty satisfied that the story was nicely wrapped up.

So what issues did I have? The whole final episode was so heavy handed. Seriously. I felt like I was being knocked over the head with symbolism, and theme to the point that it was just overkill. As Jackson says goodbye to his father, and leaves his helmet beside the highway, we see the police start what amounts to a slow speed chase throughout the canyon, which looked just like a funeral procession. While this chase is going down the song playing in the background features the lyrics “come join the murder, come fly with black”. A very on the nose reference to a group of crows, as well as the business of the SoA. And, in case you were too stupid the connection between those lyrics and a murder of crows, the camera pans to a shot of the sky where 7 crows are flying.

We are then given a short reprieve from the crows and are taken into our Jax as a Chris figure metaphor. This was touched on earlier in the episode where we  see Jackson speak to the homeless woman who was eating bread and wine, and Jackson’s notion of sacrificing himself to save the club, but really hits you hard (pardon the pun) in Jax’s final moments. As he sees a transport truck round a bend and head straight for him, Jax embraces his death, lifts his hands from the handles of his bike and smiles.

548836d848de990f76760c3f_jaz-jesus-sons-of-anarchy-finaleMuch like the crows, if you were a wee bit too thick to understand this symbolism as Christ on the cross, our ill-fated truck driver, Michael Chiklis,  gives his one and only line before smashing head-on into Jax, – “Jesus!”. Jackson’s blood is spilled on the road where it pools next to two very poorly CGIed crows nibbling on bread on the side of the highway, mimicking the opening scene of the first episode. Apparently these two crows weren’t as skittish as their peers, as even a massive crash right next to them wasn’t enough to scare them from their dinner. Also, for those of you counting – 7 crows in the air plus two on the highway is 9, the same number of original members of SAMCRO.

The final kick in the pants is that after over-extended metaphors and embarrassing CGI we are led to a rather beautiful Shakespeare quote.

Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.

I’m a sucker for Shakespeare, I’ll admit it, and this is a great passage (iambic trimeter for you word nerds), but really, this quote was just so Kurt Sutter could shove down our throats that Sons of Anarchy is a modern telling of Hamlet. We get it Kurt! You passed 11th grade English. Good for you. As if it wasn’t already obvious enough in the naming of your characters, Clay (Claudius), Gemma (Gertrude), constant references to Jax as the “little Prince”, and wars between nations, you had to give us one more hint as to the origins of your story. The thing of it is – those of us who knew the Shakespearean reference didn’t need this extra nudge, and those who never did wouldn’t have gotten it from that quote.

As a series Sons of Anarchy is great. There’s action and a lot of gore, but just as much love. The sense of brotherhood and the love Gemma and Jackson have for their respective sons is often incredibly moving, though their decisions are sometimes questionable. That being said, the finale suffered from an over confident show runner who seemed more interested in showing how much symbolism he could shove into two hours of television than giving his characters a proper send off. Want to see a truly great series finale? Felina, the last episode of Breaking Bad will not disappoint, but as for Sons of Anarchy….I guess we’ll always have season 2.
Have some thoughts on the series finale of Sons of Anarchy? Share them in the comments!

Geography For the Insane

I have been neglecting this space for a long time. I keep thinking I should come back, but then I think I have nothing interesting to say. Then I do have something interesting to say, but I either don’t want to say it, or too much time passes and it’s no longer relevant. You can see my dilemma, right? Let’s just say that you can and move on.

I found this post on Buzzfeed today where they get their UK employees to label a map of the US. My personal favourite is the one where the employee chose label each state with a TV show or movie that took place there (totally what I would do). Also, going through the images made me think The O.C. much more popular in Britain than it was here. It also makes me wonder how many out there could label a blank map of Canada. Hint: That one that you think is New Brunswick? Yeah, that one. It’s Nova Scotia.

Bonus 10 points to anyone who gets the reference in the title of this post.  I will try to be a better blogger. Promise.