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Thursday, March 15, 2012
Once Upon a Time: Dreamy
There is a fairy on a cloud. ( Sorry, I couldn't help but have a reference to Les Miserables).
This was not my favorite episode. Even though I liked Leroy/Dreamy/Grumpy and Astrid/Nova, I just wasn't that excited by their story. Although, I thought the ending was very sweet.
In Fairy Tale Land, a clumsy wannabe fairy godmother (Nova) spills some fairy dust. Fairy dust powers the world. How? Who knows. But we know where fairy dust is made, in the mines. So, guess who makes it. That's right. Dwarfs. And dwarfs aren't born, they are hatched. Well, this is fantasy.
Some of that fairy dust falls on a giant egg where a dwarf suddenly hatches. Our new dwarf's name is - surprise - Dreamy. Newly hatched dwarfs are are given pick axes, which they'll use for the rest of their lives to work in the mines, changing diamonds to fairy dust. When given their pick axes, the dwarfs' names, based on their individual characteristic, are magically etched into their axes.
In Storybrooke, Mary Margaret is trying to find volunteers to sell candles for the nuns at the Miner's Day fair. The money raised by selling the candles pays their rent to Mr. Gold. They mine coal in Maine? No. Okay, that's never really explained. Anyway, no one wants to help sell candles with the "town harlot."
Leroy/Dreamy/Grumpy meets Astrid/Nova, a nun, and helps her hang lights for the fair. He is her hero, and suddenly they are on their way to falling in love. Now Leroy wants to help Astrid sell candles, but who wants to buy candles from the town drunk, no one. Because no one will buy any candles from the town harlot and town drunk at the fair, they decide to go door-to-door selling the candles. They just get doors slammed in their faces.
Emma investigates Kathryn's abandoned car, and Sydney comes to get a story. He is freelance reporting now that he doesn't have a job at the newspaper. David comes and he is given the bad news. He tells Emma that he hasn't spoken to Kathryn since the afternoon of the day before. Emma tells him he's not a suspect because she can tell when someone is telling the truth. Why does she always say that. She clearly can't. Sydney is one case in point.
Sydney gets Kathryn's telephone records from Regina. Like those are going to be the real records.
In Fairy Tale Land, Dreamy meets Nova when he saves her bag of fairy dust from being incinerated. He is her hero, and suddenly they are on their way to falling in love.
Storybrooke: Leroy can't bear to see the disappointment on Astrid's face when he tells her they couldn't sell any candles, so he tells her they sold them all. She is so happy, and once again, Leroy is her hero. Until she finds out that he was lying to her. She doesnt want to see him again. So Leroy goes up on the roof, and Mary Margaret thinks he's going to jump. But no. He uses an axe to blow out the power for the entire city, and now everybody has to buy - wait for it - candles. It's so sweet.
Emma reads the phony telephone records, which indicate that David called Kathryn the day before, although he said he had no contact with Kathryn. Regina forces Emma's hand, and she has no choice but to arrest David as a suspect in Kathryn's disappearance. Oh my, how is this going to turn out?
Questions:
Who calls Emma to tell her about the abandoned car? Does she have a deputy?
How far out into the ocean can you go from Storybrooke before your boat sinks?
How large was Fairy Tale Land? How large is Storybrooke? Can everyone from Fairy Tale Land fit in a small town in Maine?
Who else has broken Belle's heart. Who has she loved other than Rumple?
Quotes:
Dwarf: We work. We love it. We even whistle while we do it.
Dwarf: Today is the first day of the rest of your lives. Welcome to the mines.
Astrid: You can do anything as long as you can dream it.
Nova: You're one?
Dreamy: I know. I look young for my age.
Dreamy: I'm Dreamy.
Dwarf: You're going to trust a doctor who got his degree from a pick axe?
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