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Resurrect Unscathed, Show, Please!

The good news is, Han Ye Seul may still be playing Myung Wol.

The bad news is, well. What a MESS.

Who knows, right? I suspect it’s harder for American-raised people to deal with the kind of communal-suffering type schedules they work with in Korea–going MIA to LA may have been the only way for her to avoid a breakdown, just a gambit to get to *have* a weekend. It’s still a MESS.

I doubt if it’s going to be giving Eric Moon the same passion to play enemies to have reason to resent her, unlike a certain Kang-Woo-nnie. Ugh…and I was looking forward to things heating up, too.

On the upside, I watched Ocean’s Eleven yesterday.

ummmm YES

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Hello, Myung-Wol the Spy. Hello, my crack of the summer.

Zany, is the word for the set-up on this show.

(Isn’t it curious how many excellent words for varying shades of crazy we have in our language?)

JavaBeans and girlfriday of DramaBeans.com were discussing how it’s an unusual note for a K-Drama to strike, this intentional-camp-and-pastiche with over-the-top plot points being integrated into a coherent plot. The craziness they love of the Hong Sisters’ dramas is similar (You’re Beautiful, with it’s meta-awareness at points, was pretty fun) but not quite the same.

Does it make sense that the North Korean spy-girl, who is so conservative and military-issue she’s never had a crush before, wears the cutest shorts with her button-up shirts over tees, and schnazzy (but not stiletto-heeled) boots?

Not really. And yet…yes.

She’s so clueless, she’s cute in a way that can be conceived as accidental.

I’m pretty sure this is why “top star Kang-Woo” can’t get her off his mind.

He’s the one *I* can’t get off my mind. With half his clothes, I want to avert my eyes (it’s like seeing someone trying to mimic G-Dragon’s fashion sense without access to the actual designers)

courtesy DramaBeans

one begins to wonder why he doesn’t spend MORE than a quarter of the show in that classic jeans-and-wifebeater combo he works like a boss.

And then you remember it wouldn’t be so hot EVERY TIME, if absence didn’t make the heart grow fonder.

But really now.

This guy’s charm is not like Lee Min Ho, and suits may look cute on him, but they’re never going to fit his actual personality.

whereas this combo is SO him. a little childish, a little all about himself...

 

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All City Hunter, All The Time

60.

That’s how many screencaps I have of this show. Usually it’s more toward 30 total, but you know…

this was just a gorgeous show. The shots, the sets, the people. Any time the beats of the scene were going to be a little slow, they plopped it in a place with visual energy.

It’s really not surprising me at all that I took that many without really trying too hard. This is probably only a handful of episodes worth. The story is so absorbing I plumb forgot most times.

Just as Myung Wol the Spy (my new favorite flavor of crack) is working the rebellious energy of the Eric/Han Ye-Seul pairing, Nana and Yoo Sung are both eager-to-please, dedicated people with a taste for danger. It’s not just chemistry of their clear-lined looks. Their characters, and the actors behind it, have rapport.

I’m going to be so sad when this show is over. Since it’s never for a minute bored me, though, I’ll probably be rewatching it someday.

 

Anyway, fair warning: thematic posts on City Hunter to turn my mourning energies to productivity likely to fill the next week or so.

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