East Coast Gazette

There have been plenty of good kdramas — but as a general rule, they don’t really run concurrently: there’re good ones here and there, many one or two every one or two years if we’re lucky.  The last kdrama before Goong that I really truly loved was probably Hotelier, and that was ages and ages hence, and before that, All About Eve — yeah, you see?  And while I have been fond of Dal Ja’s Springtime and — briefly — Witch Amusement, to have two kdramas at the same time?  That’s wacky.

And this second kdrama, my friends, is definitely hilarious: Bad Couple.

A woman, Dang Ja, wants a baby, but not the husband that associated marriage shenanigans that go with it.  When she realizes that in Korea, she can’t have a test-tube baby unless married, she starts scoping out people who might have good sperm…which brings her to Gi Chan, a brilliant if socially-retarded botanist.

I don’t have the heart to spoil the rest — suffice it to say, Dang Ja is after his babyjuice, and God damn it if she isn’t going to get it.  But the imagery in this story so far, oh my GOD.  It’s like somebody ripped open my Id and was like, “Go nuts”: attacked by horny wild pigs (no joke), killing plants with boiling water, babies sucking down liquor in their bassinets — I love it.  I love it all.  Oh yeah, and thirtysomething career women popping mancherries all over the place, since apparently Gi Chan has been saving himself for marriage.  I love it so much.

Oh, and poor Gi Chan, who, after the second time Dang Ja bangs him,  gets told he’s not all that great in bed, and then follows her out into the street to plead his case because really, nobody’s good at something when they just get started, right?  HE HAS ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT.  GOD.

I wanted to dig up images, but they’re hard to find on the internet so far, and sadly, I’m not downloading the actual files so no screencaps (for now, we’ll see if this changes) — but!  If my description has intrigued you at all, tally-ho here to watch the series online with English subtitles.  It comes highly recommended.

And I’m not saying this from a bigoted perspective here — I both share genes and given them a ride (SORT OF NOT IN THE FILTHY WAY. MAYBE. GOD STOP JUDGING ME) in my time and it has taught me two things about my perspective on relationships: (1) I have to be the prettier one; when your MALE PARTNER has finer skin, shinier, softer hair, and gets cat-called by construction workers more (I’m not making this part up; God damn Philip anyway), that is a bad sign and (2) I cannot stand Asian Boy Personality Disorder. I’m pretty sure the latter is a slow-fading disease, but at the moment, it still plagues only children and older sons, mothers who think that by virtue of their offspring’s dick it’s okay not to teach them how to be humans — this fails on multiple levels, including the one where I deck your kid. The point is: I have a thing about Asian guys, insofar as I vowed at the crone-ly age of 17 years never to date one again.

However, I have to say, if I ever met this piece, I would be hard pressed to turn down his obviously prettier than I personality disordered ass. And I mean ass. Let’s not try to be deep here. But guys, damn.

I’m celebwhoring like nobody’s business tonight — catching up on the multitude of Korean dramas that have come out since I last binged on them like an America’s Next Top Model contestant after Tyra has shown ALL BUT HER PHOTOGRAPH and she has left the house with none but sundry shames IMMEDIATELY. And anybody who fell ass over teakettle over Goong and felt possibly a little torn between you know, Shin and Yul (DON’T BE ASHAMED. WE’LL START A CLUB. I CAN MAKE MEMBERSHIP CARDS) is sure to be biting their nails when they, like I, realized that THOSE TWO HAWT-ASSES ARE AT IT AGAIN! Now they’re competing in rival drama, instead of in the same one, but since The Devil sounds like it might be heavy as opposed to filled with zaniness, I will be giving Yul’s (yes, I know that’s not the actor’s name) a chance first.

Also, your dumb anime screencaps of the day:

I have to say immediately and in my defense that I am seriously not shitting you. These are in the closing sequence of “Princess Princess” and are totally not my fault. It’s not like I could have psychically known to send them email saying shit like, “Can you make Yuujirou and Tohru pose all super gay like?” In Japan, these things, they just happen — just like they did to Ban and Ginji for “Getbackers.”

THESE ARE ALL OFFICIAL ART PEOPLE. I mean, at least they made Ginji (blond) an honest boy. First comes tipping your man partner on the floor, second comes you know…a lot of inappropriate touching and chains and lastly of course comes marriage. Did I mention this was official art? For a comic series FOR BOYS? GOD. NO WONDER JAPAN’S BIRTH RATES ARE SO LOW. MEDIA IS MAKING THEM ALL GAY.