NX babble yet again
Nov. 20th, 2006 12:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
icepixie"Slow Dance" has to be the blackest comedy NX ever did. Rick, fifth of Maggie's boyfriends to die horribly, getting smushed by the satellite. Maggie's rant at Fleischman about how she told the FAA that Rick was colorblind because she didn't want another death on her hands, just before he gets to the "...Rick crawled up on the roof" punchline of the "joke" he tried to tell her to break the news of his death more easily to her. (I haven't laughed so hard in a long time.) The "customized" coffin being brought into the church, and everyone cracking up. The woman who hates her husband approaching Maggie and asking her to have an affair with him "and let nature take its course."
Ow, my spleen.
Ron and Erick are always fun, but I can take or leave the Holling and Shelly plot. Eh, win some, lose some. Still a great episode, capped by the greatest invitation to dance of all time:
So Maggie is drowning her sorrows at the Brick. Joel approaches, sees she's buying into the "curse," and promptly tells her and everyone else in the bar that he's not afraid of her and he doesn't believe in voodoo. Then he asks her to dance. When she refuses, he says:
"If you don't dance with me, O'Connell, you know what you're doing? You're turning your back on reason, on mankind's struggle to pull himself out of the mire of ignorance and superstition. You are saying 'yes' to witch-hunters and inquistors, you are slamming the door on enlightenment, and you--you are inviting back the Dark Ages. Now, I am not doing this for you, O'Connell, I am doing this for civilization." [gives her puppy dog eyes and holds out his hand] "Whaddaya say? Pretty please?"
How could anyone refuse? *g*
Ow, my spleen.
Ron and Erick are always fun, but I can take or leave the Holling and Shelly plot. Eh, win some, lose some. Still a great episode, capped by the greatest invitation to dance of all time:
So Maggie is drowning her sorrows at the Brick. Joel approaches, sees she's buying into the "curse," and promptly tells her and everyone else in the bar that he's not afraid of her and he doesn't believe in voodoo. Then he asks her to dance. When she refuses, he says:
"If you don't dance with me, O'Connell, you know what you're doing? You're turning your back on reason, on mankind's struggle to pull himself out of the mire of ignorance and superstition. You are saying 'yes' to witch-hunters and inquistors, you are slamming the door on enlightenment, and you--you are inviting back the Dark Ages. Now, I am not doing this for you, O'Connell, I am doing this for civilization." [gives her puppy dog eyes and holds out his hand] "Whaddaya say? Pretty please?"
How could anyone refuse? *g*
