Book that made me cry like a baby: All the Bright Places - jenniferniven
“You know what I like about you, Finch? You’re interesting. You’re different. And I can talk to you. Don’t let that go to your head.” “You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything.”
In general, Matthew Crawley wasn’t a comedic character. He primarily tended to produce a sense of moral rectitude, angst, and attraction to Mary. But it’s to Dan Stevens’s credit that Matthew didn’t end up as stiff and unvarying as a board. Stevens made the most of what little he was given to work with. I often smiled just watching Matthew’s expressions, particularly when they were directed at Mary.
But here are the moments when Matthew Crawley actually made me laugh:
Chewing while Mary calls him a “hideous sea monster” in front of the whole family at their second meeting:
If you like a good argument, we should see more of each other.
Looking bored while dancing with Mrs. Patmore:
(To be fair, she looks pretty bored, too. Guess they’re not an OTP—and no, that is not an invitation to send me recommendations for Matthew / Mrs. Patmore fics, thank you. :)
Giving Mary this look when she interrupted his marriage proposal to demand that he get down on one knee and do it properly:
(He obeyed her, of course.)
Wincing when the bagpiper circled the table before dinner at Duneagle:
After Mary has been sniping about a man they’ve never met, and they see him for the first time, Matthew dryly observes, “What a disappointment. He looks perfectly normal.”
(Mary’s expression in response is hilarious.)
For most of these moments, Matthew drew a mere snicker out of me and I loved his dry wit, but this one made me laugh out loud:
It was a shock to see such a totally inelegant, completely-recognizable human gesture on so snooty a show, and it spoke volumes about the comfort level of Mary and Matthew’s relationship (she’s sitting in the room, watching him at the time).
if u write a poem abt hatin remoulade ill literally love u forever
Roses are red,
Violets are blue
I hate those two lines
And I hate remoulade too.
For nothing is more powerful
Nor any greater,
Than I in my true form
As another angry hater.
A sensation so intense,
Filled with this feeling
When my eyes rests upon
A dressing so unappealing.
The dignity of the Danes is lost
And the honour will not be reclaimed,
For with this dressing in our culture
The Danish people forever will be ashamed.
okay so i am literally heartbroken after finishing all the bright places.
It was an amazing experience of life (yes, fucking LIFE) to encounter and discover such beautiful and complex characters.
Ultraviolet, I hope you continue living and wandering for the both of you, for his sake, because now, his soul is wandering too, ‘cause he didn’t die. He’s just in another world, still searching for a Great Manifesto. And, who knows, maybe you will cross paths once again.
Finch, I hope you found what you were looking for in the place you decided to go, and I’m so sorry that we couldn’t understand you. We couldn’t save you. But maybe you didn’t need to be saved. Maybe you found yourself in your own world. You were like a revelation, one we weren’t ready to understand. I hope you burn as brightly as you did some time ago, when your blue eyes were open and alive and your laugh was loud and addicting.
Because, V and F, you’re all the colours combined.