the eclair of my eye

i watched a random episode of 'skins' tonight - random because it was in the middle of season 4, and in chirstworld i've only made it up to the end of season 2. so i have no idea who was who, or what was happening on any significant level, but i still liked it


i watched some of it with princess fiona, who came over for dinner, and she brought HOME MADE CHOCOLATE ECLAIRS!! home made and filled with fresh cream and iced with fresh chocolate icing - om nom nom nom

she brought with her a veritable surfeit of eclairs because she thought i might like to share the remainder with someone else. she is a good person, and she likes to try and see the good in other people. this good - sometimes there's little of it, and it's very diffuse and erratic, so for her to spell this out as her intention and plan for me to enact showed how much she believes in the potential of a situation that really is repetitive and futile.


so after said offering was predictably refused in a charmless fashion, princess fiona and i watched 'skins' together. now, it was very similar to that iconic scene in 'say anything' where lloyd dobler serenades the object of his affection.


in 'skins' this boy, jj, who was a bit of an oddball, gathered a ukelele orchestra together to woo the girl he loved. now, from what i could gather, he had loved her from afar for a while and then he'd cocked it up a bit, so he wanted to make this grand gesture of love.

and it worked

the grand gesture ALWAYS works in the movies and on tv

but in real life it's too hard and too scary and far too open to scorn, ridicule and terrible searing humiliation

it's way the fuck too scary

you'd only do it as a last ditch attempt or if you were reasonably sure that it would work and if your small and medium gestures had been enthusiastically received and duly reciprocated instead of disapppearing into a black hole of ingratitude

which is a pity, because i think i'd have a flair for the kick ass, pull the stops out, no holds barred grand romantic gesture to end all romantic gestures

guess we'll never know