Veronica Mars
Nov. 5th, 2010 09:17 amLast night, for some reason I couldn't sleep from 4am-6am so I ended up sitting in bed rereading old, bookmarked Veronica Mars fanfic, of all things.

And now I feel like a rewatch! S1 and 2 here I come (S3, you are dead to me).
Once upon a time, this LJ was a Veronica Mars zone - all VM, all the time. Looking back on it, VM was the last time I truly fell in love with an American show - in love to the point of rabidness - spoilers, meta, lots of fandom participation, even fic. I've liked American shows since (Burn Notice comes to mind) but I haven't loved them or, more to the point, fangirled them.
Yes, definitely a rewatch.
In case you have no idea what VM was, it was a show about a California teen, Veronica Mars, who lives in a small, class-divided town of Neptune. Tough, prickly, very damaged Veronica helps her father (now a private investigator, formerly a sheriff) and solves cases on her own. The entirety of the first season (the best one) revolves around a single story - Veronica's driven, dyfunctional quest to find out who really killed her best friend, Lilly Kane, a billionaire's daughter and the town's golden girl. Lilly's death, and Veronica's father's subsequent belief that it was the Kanes who killed her, was what ended Veronica's sheltered and privileged existence and made her world fall apart. Second season, which is flawed but good, pursues a different if related mystery. I like to pretend S3 doesn't exist.
Oh, it all comes back now. How I used to obsess over Veronica/Logan. GUUUUUH. They are still such a huge ship of mine. In retrospect and with the calming distance of years, the chances of them ultimately working out would probably be nil - a closed-off, distrustful vigilante rape victim who is terrified of trusting anyone and letting anyone in and an acting-out abuse victim who desperately latches onto any sign of affection and cannot let go is a recipe for decades of therapy, not a happily-ever-after. At least in real life. But hey, this is fiction, and I like to believe that after everything came out into the open and he rescued her on the roof, thus proving to her that he will always there for her if she needs it, and his father is finally dead and he's acquitted, they can move on to a place oftherapy happiness. That's what fiction is for - to give us happy endings you are unlikely to get in RL. S3 does not exist does not exist does not exist :P
Have a shippy MV. It's not as crisp as I prefer but I really like the clips.

And now I feel like a rewatch! S1 and 2 here I come (S3, you are dead to me).
Once upon a time, this LJ was a Veronica Mars zone - all VM, all the time. Looking back on it, VM was the last time I truly fell in love with an American show - in love to the point of rabidness - spoilers, meta, lots of fandom participation, even fic. I've liked American shows since (Burn Notice comes to mind) but I haven't loved them or, more to the point, fangirled them.
Yes, definitely a rewatch.
In case you have no idea what VM was, it was a show about a California teen, Veronica Mars, who lives in a small, class-divided town of Neptune. Tough, prickly, very damaged Veronica helps her father (now a private investigator, formerly a sheriff) and solves cases on her own. The entirety of the first season (the best one) revolves around a single story - Veronica's driven, dyfunctional quest to find out who really killed her best friend, Lilly Kane, a billionaire's daughter and the town's golden girl. Lilly's death, and Veronica's father's subsequent belief that it was the Kanes who killed her, was what ended Veronica's sheltered and privileged existence and made her world fall apart. Second season, which is flawed but good, pursues a different if related mystery. I like to pretend S3 doesn't exist.
Oh, it all comes back now. How I used to obsess over Veronica/Logan. GUUUUUH. They are still such a huge ship of mine. In retrospect and with the calming distance of years, the chances of them ultimately working out would probably be nil - a closed-off, distrustful vigilante rape victim who is terrified of trusting anyone and letting anyone in and an acting-out abuse victim who desperately latches onto any sign of affection and cannot let go is a recipe for decades of therapy, not a happily-ever-after. At least in real life. But hey, this is fiction, and I like to believe that after everything came out into the open and he rescued her on the roof, thus proving to her that he will always there for her if she needs it, and his father is finally dead and he's acquitted, they can move on to a place of
Have a shippy MV. It's not as crisp as I prefer but I really like the clips.