Torchwood : somethign borrowed
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burntcopperThe squee, it cannot be contained.
I'd had high hopes for what Torchwood could do with a wedding episode, and they did not disappoint - sheer utter crack.
it was just... perfect. everything from the godawful hen night gear to the bridesmaids going 'omg, how good a night must that have been if we can't remember how pregnant she was?' onwards.
Tosh, may you always be that awesome in your put downs. Allergic to bananas. Hee!
Pure and unsullied bitchy mother in law confrontation. ♥
The bit where Gwen's telling her dad it's alien? I could see the 'so stressed, poor dear' thing coming a *mile* off. And him not having heard of Torchwood because he lives in Swansea!
I want the Gwen and Rhys show. OTP, pure and unsullied with banter and arguments and supporting cast of idiot mates. Eve Myles really outdid herself - the expression in the mirror, the eating, the insistence that the damn wedding was going ahead, and yes, I was so waiting for the bouquet bit. Rhys is as ever made of awesome.
Jack, we've really got to talk about your inability to let team members go.
Ianto. Oh, Ianto. Shopping for wedding dresses! 'Lots of men shopping for their partners!' and not batting an eyelid! 'I was raised never to speak ill of the dead!' Him + jack banter! His dad was a master tailor! He has fabulous taste in apparel! He DJs! Subtle but completely unobtrusive claiming of Jack as his in public! WE GOT DANCING! SQUEE!
Also? I thought I recognised that place, it's where Gwennie got married and is near Tal-y-Llyn. Just up from Tal-y-Bont in the Brecon valleys - and yes, it is bloody difficult to get to, Owen.
and for some reason I have all the symptoms of a hangover sans drinking. oh god.
I'd had high hopes for what Torchwood could do with a wedding episode, and they did not disappoint - sheer utter crack.
it was just... perfect. everything from the godawful hen night gear to the bridesmaids going 'omg, how good a night must that have been if we can't remember how pregnant she was?' onwards.
Tosh, may you always be that awesome in your put downs. Allergic to bananas. Hee!
Pure and unsullied bitchy mother in law confrontation. ♥
The bit where Gwen's telling her dad it's alien? I could see the 'so stressed, poor dear' thing coming a *mile* off. And him not having heard of Torchwood because he lives in Swansea!
I want the Gwen and Rhys show. OTP, pure and unsullied with banter and arguments and supporting cast of idiot mates. Eve Myles really outdid herself - the expression in the mirror, the eating, the insistence that the damn wedding was going ahead, and yes, I was so waiting for the bouquet bit. Rhys is as ever made of awesome.
Jack, we've really got to talk about your inability to let team members go.
Ianto. Oh, Ianto. Shopping for wedding dresses! 'Lots of men shopping for their partners!' and not batting an eyelid! 'I was raised never to speak ill of the dead!' Him + jack banter! His dad was a master tailor! He has fabulous taste in apparel! He DJs! Subtle but completely unobtrusive claiming of Jack as his in public! WE GOT DANCING! SQUEE!
Also? I thought I recognised that place, it's where Gwennie got married and is near Tal-y-Llyn. Just up from Tal-y-Bont in the Brecon valleys - and yes, it is bloody difficult to get to, Owen.
and for some reason I have all the symptoms of a hangover sans drinking. oh god.
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Date: 2008-03-06 02:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-07 01:20 pm (UTC)Esp Ianto. *is predictable*