Sorry about the lack of updates, but my fine household has been in the process of a fairly traumatic move. But we are now settled into our new digs, and have picked up on everyone’s favourite show about terrorists, not tuna – IRIS.
My watching-partner-in-crime, Erin, and I are roughly at the halfway mark and shit is getting real. In all honesty, the show was quite slow in the beginning – mainly because it was an exposition party and-a-half – but slowly, like a creeper bush on a fence, it’s weaving its way through our hearts. Or we’re suffering from something like Stockholm Syndrome.
The most mind-boggling aspect of the first six or so episodes was the pacing, by and far. Remember when there were two montages in a row? And then every episode after that had a love montage that went for way too long? And then there was that creepy kid, Yuki? Now I’m starting to worry about the short-term memories of these characters.
Seon-Hwa – also known as The Fiercest Woman Alive – is captured by Hyun-Jun – AKA Teeth – after she’s sent to kill him. He ties her up, they have a lot of chemistry, he unties her, they continue to have chemistry, they are wary of each other, chemistry, she wakes up in a bed. Then she has a flashback. Simple, right? Normal, considering?
Not when the flashback is to the previous scene.
It’s so amazing, I can’t even. Despite all its flaws and obvious time-filling, I love this show and its obsessive love for flashback-montages so much, I can almost forgive them for the incessant use of that bloody love theme over everything.
Sorry, I can’t hear you over her fierceness.)