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deannieAlthough, yes, life is FUBARed, which is, in which, SNAFU. More on that some other time.
ANYWHO... Agent Carter, ep 01x07 blow by blow...
So, I'm watching this ep for the first time on Thursday morning, because my life is fucked up like that. And the shower has been leaking into the crawl space that empties out into the common area hallway, because my life is fucked up like that. And the guy doing the shower repair sounds just like Ivchenko—because my life is fucked up like that. I expect to be hypnotized into remembering a life before cancer and shower fails and life-threatening food allergies and fucked-uppedness at any moment.
Moving on, though, to say that the entire interrogation is made of win. Daniel is so hurt-yet-righteous, Peggy is so righteous-yet-choking-on-male-stupidity, don't get me started on the fabulousness of Dooley (he's such a painfully search-for-truth kind of guy, but now under thrall, and yet wondering what's wrong with everything, but still—thrall), and Jack... Ah Jack! You should be running this place—you should park your fucking misogyny at the door, but you are awesome.
I love that Peggy is finally getting them to admit how good she is, right when all she wants them to do is stop talking about her and get after Dottie and the rest of the Leviathan crew. I mean, yes, predictable, but still. Nicely done. It's all so noir sometimes, and that makes me happy.
As does Jack's discussion of Russia. I'm telling you, he gets a little less prejudiced, he's a winner.
"Howard Stark has never scrambled my brain or any other part of me." (spits Coke across the room)
Dottie is wonderfully creepy. Makes me wonder if being out in the world (not necessarily with Clint, mind you, but out in the world away from the Red Room) softened Natasha's edges, because while she is determined and scary, she's not creepy, you know?
Jarvis for the win! I cannot tell you how glad Mr. D'Arcy makes me every time he is on-screen. I'm thrilled by the Jarvis behind JARVIS and he makes me want to write Edwin's journal entries from the beginning of his relationship with Howard Stark until his death, detailing exactly how being Howard Stark was incompatible with being Tony Stark's dad. (Is that weird?)
See, because I'll tell you why—Howard Stark is pretty incredible, and maybe not so narcissistic as I thought he was. Well, no, I think he is that narcissistic, but he also has a heart. UNLESS, this is all Jarvis and he's forged Howard's signature, which... no. No, because Edwin wouldn't do this without Howard's say-so, right?
Right?
"For the record, I find you repulsive." Oh, poor Edwin.
Throwing her out of the SSR should not come as a surprise. Why are any of you surprised? (and Daniel, you look so sad. :sniffle:)
HAHAHAHAHA! Jarvis, I loves you! Peggy's all pissed off because you're portraying her to be the "doe-eyed idiot" that everyone seems to think you are, and all you can say is, yes, and I added some other shit in to make it worse. Literary license, you know?
AWESOME!!!!! Edwin, you LIED! Howard... you forged... I... I love you. Just tons. Anna can't have you, darling, you're mine!
"Have you ever been hanged, Mr. Jarvis?"
"I can't say that I have, no."
"It is quite unpleasant."
I need that story. A lot. Like, a lot, a lot....
I like Dooley and all, but... are we really going to follow through on the reconciling with his wife? Unless it's a plan to get him out of the office and back to his home. Or just distracted. Or... I keep my mouth shut.
Peggy Carter is the superest of all superstars.
"Leviathan is coming." Quick! Call Castiel!
Okay, Peg, seriously? Why the hell didn't you just come clean on all this shit hours ago? The fuck, woman!? Although then you mightn't have seen the doc and Dottie chatting, so...
I love the invisible rant—and I LOVE Dooley's response. He's a good man, looking for the truth, not swayed by a pretty face and an act. He is snowed by a crazy Svengali, but...
"No, but we know you." Daniel! :sniffle:
"I guess I just wanted a second chance to keep him safe." Awwww. Peggy! Steve&Peggy feels! And Daniel feels (he truly is beautiful to look at, is he not?
"But I trust Sousa's gut." Oh Jesus, I love you, Dooley. You're going to end up dead, aren't you? Shit.
"I'll stay here and babysit the doctor." Oh yeah, that'll work. Jack, maybe you want to keep an eye on him, too? Maybe?
"After this we have something very important to take care of." Yup. Deadsville. Wankers.
If they kill Jack, too, I shall be sad. They won't kill Daniel because he's the future Mr. Margaret Carter, but I have developed quite the affection for Jack.
Interesting... why didn't Dooley kill her? I mean... It would make total sense. Unless Ivchenko needs Dooley to remain a patsy....
Of course Daniel chose the floor Dottie's on. Why not, right?
Okay, Daniel, really? The noir woman's-silohuette-in-the-window and you fall for it?
Dooley? Didn't your mother teach you it's rude to point like that?
Awesome. Ivchenko finding the body armor and convincing Dooley that it's delicate... If Peggy and Edwin get out, though, they'll know it's not—Jack, too, actually, since Dum Dum was wearing one in Russia.
"Yes. This is what I want." WHAT!? WHAT IS IT!?
Oh no, back to trying to get Daniel killed... And that was kind of awesome, actually. Though why the idiots in the stairwell didn't just shoot, I don't know.
Okay, so maybe not body armor. Maybe exploding vest. JESUS, HOWARD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? You do not need to make everything you fucking think of—especially EXPLODING VESTS!
The whole scene with Peggy and Edwin and the table? Comedic fun. I like it. Don't love it, but I was amused. Also, Peggy is still a badass and always will be.
Dooley family creepiness. Like whoa. LIKE WHOA!!?!?!?! The fuck is going on!? What did you do, Howard! Freakin' psycho. And to think I've been defending you all these years! (Okay, months, really, but STILL!) Who makes something like that!? Oh, okay, bizarre armor—so not evil brain sucking vest of doom. With even more bizarre heat source. That explodes. You know, Howard? I think your track record with experimental successes might be a BIT less stellar than you think.
Ah. Dooley. Poor, tragic, heroic Dooley.... :wipes a tear away:
What's with the guy throwing his tie over his shoulder while he's bandaging the other guy? Kind of sparked inappropriate laughter.
"This is Mr. Stark's bloody inventions." YES! Thank you, Edwin! Because, yes! No wonder he kept Tony at arms length and hid shit in World Expo maps and turned cold and bitter. Freakin genius who doesn't get that what's "cool" in his head is an implement of DEATH in the real world. :deep breath: (unpauses show) I'm serious, Edwin, you were saying?
You are terribly myopic, Peggy. It's not all Marsha, Marsha, Marsha, you know? (Please take note of that, Howard. And Tony.)
Of course. Because we knew SOMETHING happened in Finnow. Violence Gas. Howard, I just... I can't even say anything anymore. Seriously. I'm so.... Yeah.
WHY!!! Why is next week the season finale!? WHY!!!
I know I should catch up on AoS, but it just never caught me the way AC is doing. I'll try. In my spare time. Meanwhile I'll go write The Journal of Edwin Jarvis or something.
ANYWHO... Agent Carter, ep 01x07 blow by blow...
So, I'm watching this ep for the first time on Thursday morning, because my life is fucked up like that. And the shower has been leaking into the crawl space that empties out into the common area hallway, because my life is fucked up like that. And the guy doing the shower repair sounds just like Ivchenko—because my life is fucked up like that. I expect to be hypnotized into remembering a life before cancer and shower fails and life-threatening food allergies and fucked-uppedness at any moment.
Moving on, though, to say that the entire interrogation is made of win. Daniel is so hurt-yet-righteous, Peggy is so righteous-yet-choking-on-male-stupidity, don't get me started on the fabulousness of Dooley (he's such a painfully search-for-truth kind of guy, but now under thrall, and yet wondering what's wrong with everything, but still—thrall), and Jack... Ah Jack! You should be running this place—you should park your fucking misogyny at the door, but you are awesome.
I love that Peggy is finally getting them to admit how good she is, right when all she wants them to do is stop talking about her and get after Dottie and the rest of the Leviathan crew. I mean, yes, predictable, but still. Nicely done. It's all so noir sometimes, and that makes me happy.
As does Jack's discussion of Russia. I'm telling you, he gets a little less prejudiced, he's a winner.
"Howard Stark has never scrambled my brain or any other part of me." (spits Coke across the room)
Dottie is wonderfully creepy. Makes me wonder if being out in the world (not necessarily with Clint, mind you, but out in the world away from the Red Room) softened Natasha's edges, because while she is determined and scary, she's not creepy, you know?
Jarvis for the win! I cannot tell you how glad Mr. D'Arcy makes me every time he is on-screen. I'm thrilled by the Jarvis behind JARVIS and he makes me want to write Edwin's journal entries from the beginning of his relationship with Howard Stark until his death, detailing exactly how being Howard Stark was incompatible with being Tony Stark's dad. (Is that weird?)
See, because I'll tell you why—Howard Stark is pretty incredible, and maybe not so narcissistic as I thought he was. Well, no, I think he is that narcissistic, but he also has a heart. UNLESS, this is all Jarvis and he's forged Howard's signature, which... no. No, because Edwin wouldn't do this without Howard's say-so, right?
Right?
"For the record, I find you repulsive." Oh, poor Edwin.
Throwing her out of the SSR should not come as a surprise. Why are any of you surprised? (and Daniel, you look so sad. :sniffle:)
HAHAHAHAHA! Jarvis, I loves you! Peggy's all pissed off because you're portraying her to be the "doe-eyed idiot" that everyone seems to think you are, and all you can say is, yes, and I added some other shit in to make it worse. Literary license, you know?
AWESOME!!!!! Edwin, you LIED! Howard... you forged... I... I love you. Just tons. Anna can't have you, darling, you're mine!
"Have you ever been hanged, Mr. Jarvis?"
"I can't say that I have, no."
"It is quite unpleasant."
I need that story. A lot. Like, a lot, a lot....
I like Dooley and all, but... are we really going to follow through on the reconciling with his wife? Unless it's a plan to get him out of the office and back to his home. Or just distracted. Or... I keep my mouth shut.
Peggy Carter is the superest of all superstars.
"Leviathan is coming." Quick! Call Castiel!
Okay, Peg, seriously? Why the hell didn't you just come clean on all this shit hours ago? The fuck, woman!? Although then you mightn't have seen the doc and Dottie chatting, so...
I love the invisible rant—and I LOVE Dooley's response. He's a good man, looking for the truth, not swayed by a pretty face and an act. He is snowed by a crazy Svengali, but...
"No, but we know you." Daniel! :sniffle:
"I guess I just wanted a second chance to keep him safe." Awwww. Peggy! Steve&Peggy feels! And Daniel feels (he truly is beautiful to look at, is he not?
"But I trust Sousa's gut." Oh Jesus, I love you, Dooley. You're going to end up dead, aren't you? Shit.
"I'll stay here and babysit the doctor." Oh yeah, that'll work. Jack, maybe you want to keep an eye on him, too? Maybe?
"After this we have something very important to take care of." Yup. Deadsville. Wankers.
If they kill Jack, too, I shall be sad. They won't kill Daniel because he's the future Mr. Margaret Carter, but I have developed quite the affection for Jack.
Interesting... why didn't Dooley kill her? I mean... It would make total sense. Unless Ivchenko needs Dooley to remain a patsy....
Of course Daniel chose the floor Dottie's on. Why not, right?
Okay, Daniel, really? The noir woman's-silohuette-in-the-window and you fall for it?
Dooley? Didn't your mother teach you it's rude to point like that?
Awesome. Ivchenko finding the body armor and convincing Dooley that it's delicate... If Peggy and Edwin get out, though, they'll know it's not—Jack, too, actually, since Dum Dum was wearing one in Russia.
"Yes. This is what I want." WHAT!? WHAT IS IT!?
Oh no, back to trying to get Daniel killed... And that was kind of awesome, actually. Though why the idiots in the stairwell didn't just shoot, I don't know.
Okay, so maybe not body armor. Maybe exploding vest. JESUS, HOWARD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!? You do not need to make everything you fucking think of—especially EXPLODING VESTS!
The whole scene with Peggy and Edwin and the table? Comedic fun. I like it. Don't love it, but I was amused. Also, Peggy is still a badass and always will be.
Dooley family creepiness. Like whoa. LIKE WHOA!!?!?!?! The fuck is going on!? What did you do, Howard! Freakin' psycho. And to think I've been defending you all these years! (Okay, months, really, but STILL!) Who makes something like that!? Oh, okay, bizarre armor—so not evil brain sucking vest of doom. With even more bizarre heat source. That explodes. You know, Howard? I think your track record with experimental successes might be a BIT less stellar than you think.
Ah. Dooley. Poor, tragic, heroic Dooley.... :wipes a tear away:
What's with the guy throwing his tie over his shoulder while he's bandaging the other guy? Kind of sparked inappropriate laughter.
"This is Mr. Stark's bloody inventions." YES! Thank you, Edwin! Because, yes! No wonder he kept Tony at arms length and hid shit in World Expo maps and turned cold and bitter. Freakin genius who doesn't get that what's "cool" in his head is an implement of DEATH in the real world. :deep breath: (unpauses show) I'm serious, Edwin, you were saying?
You are terribly myopic, Peggy. It's not all Marsha, Marsha, Marsha, you know? (Please take note of that, Howard. And Tony.)
Of course. Because we knew SOMETHING happened in Finnow. Violence Gas. Howard, I just... I can't even say anything anymore. Seriously. I'm so.... Yeah.
WHY!!! Why is next week the season finale!? WHY!!!
I know I should catch up on AoS, but it just never caught me the way AC is doing. I'll try. In my spare time. Meanwhile I'll go write The Journal of Edwin Jarvis or something.
