The Flash: Eyes Like Twins

So before all the television talking, I’m just going to take a minute to say my grandmother turned 90 years old this weekend. It’s truly an incredible thing that she is not only still with us, but still going strong. We were able to fly all her children and grandchildren in to celebrate the milestone with her, and I think she had a wonderful time. So I just wanted to take the time to say I love you, Granny, and I hope we can all get together again for the Big earth2 iris100 when it rolls around.

So. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

I don’t know about you, but I kind of love the idea of doppelgangers. Especially the Earth 2 kind of alternate-universe-started-with-the-same-beginnings-but-ended-up-somewhere-else doppelgangers. There’s something fascinating about seeing a character we know and love be made up of all the same pieces but come out a totally different product. What were the important people and moments and trials that made the character exactly who it is we know? And what changes when one or two little pieces are missing or warped?

This also explains my love of any and all It’s a Wonderful Life inspired episodes. It’s the same kind of thing.

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Season Wrap Up: The Flash Season One

flash teamI have no idea why this post has taken me so long to write, but it has. Seriously, a few sentences of this has been sitting in my drafts folder for about ten days now. Every time I go to work on it, I get distracted by something else. WHAT IS MY PROBLEM?

Despite my week of laziness, I have finally forced myself to sit down and get this out. Because soon it’s going to be sadly un-topical.

So here we go! A few weeks ago, I took some time to round up my feelings on the third season of Arrow, both the good and the not so good. Today we’re going to (finally) look at Arrow‘s little brother, The Flash.

Personally, I felt this was a pretty strong debut.

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The Flash: Time After Time

640_flash_ciscoSo, I totally freaked out my sister Tuesday night while watching The Flash. See, she has an art class that she goes to in the evenings and as she was getting home about five to nine, keys jangling in the lock, all she could hear from inside our apartment is me screaming “Oh my God, no!” In a bit of panic, she charged in the door yelling back at me “Are you being murdered!?”

I wasn’t being murdered. But poor, sweet Cisco Ramon was.

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