Showing posts with label Derek Shepherd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Derek Shepherd. Show all posts

Monday, February 16, 2009

I Have Responsibilities! [And they involve getting you naked]

As a Grey's Anatomy fan, and a Merder shipper, I think it is appropriate for me to take a few moments from you to go into an in depth analysis of the best scene of Season 2, stolen from 2x27 [Losing My Religion].

The Prom Sex Scene.

Ah yes, the huge step for our favorite couple. It takes all the sexual tension, all the frustration, all the sad sad pouty Meredith, and flip turns it upside down. It is a release, not only for the couple but for us fans as well. We've sat through 27 episodes (roughly 20 hours) of back and forth Meredith and Derek drama. We've endured the She-Shepherd, The Vet, Steve, Ellis, A bomb in a body cavity, and of course, the horribly awkward and inappropriate sexual encounter between George and our beloved Meredith.

So yeah, Shonda makes it up to us. And dear lord does she do a fantastic job.


Meredith!

Leave me alone!


Meredith!


Just leave me alone!


I just want to make sure you’re alright.


No! I’m not alright! Okay? Are you satisfied? I am not. alright. Because you have a wife. And you call me a whore! And our dog died. And now you’re looking at me. Stop looking at me.



I’m not looking at you. I am not. looking at you.
(Let me just point out... as he says this? Staring right at her. See picture at left for proof.)




You are looking at me. And you watch me. And Finn has plans. And I like Finn, he’s perfect for me. And I’m really trying here, to be happy. And I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe with you looking at me like that so just stop!

Do you think I want to look at you? That I wouldn’t rather be looking at my wife? I’m married! I have responsibilities! She, she doesn’t drive me crazy. She doesn’t make it impossible for me to feel normal. She doesn’t make me sick to my stomach thinking about my veterinarian touching her with his hands! Man, I would give anything not to be looking at you.




A few things I'd like to casually point out about this banter:

1. The entire episode, Derek is staring at her. Any scene that he is in? Staring. And I don't mean casual glance. I mean staring. Pouting and staring and obviously stewing in his own self loathing. Not that I dislike the staring, more staring I say. But why does he even try to deny it? I mean there is obviously some sort of ongoing eye-sex competition between them that everyone else knows about but they don't seem to realize. Deny, Deny, Deny.




2. "...touching you with his hands." I take issue with this statement. Thank you for the specifics, D-Rack, but lets leave the porny thoughts to roam. Sure... he can't touch her with his hands, but I'm pretty sure you don't need hands to do a lot of things. We have mouths and well, I'm sure Finn has that one appendage that he could touch Meredith with. And you're worried about his hands?! Shit. It's like, 'oh hey, you can stick it in her, but just make sure you leave the hands out of it. Cool, thanks.'

......wait... what?!?!

3. I'm Married!
Oh really, Derek? We have been well aware of the fact since 1x09 when your lovely wife appeared and rained on our happy MerDer parade. I'm beginning to think he says this less to make Meredith feel stupid and more to kinda... hammer the realization into himself. It's like... I'm married. I'm married, it's on paper, she loves me. But all I can do is sit and stare and think of you. So maybe the absurdity in his voice is showing his uncertainty. Well, naturally, despite the fact that he throws a bitch fit about being married, he kisses her anyway. And then it progresses, and panties are dropping and theres thrusting to the soft sounds of Grace by Kate Havnevik.

I mean... we all loved it. Hell, Ashley and I love it so much that over winter break we watched the scene on repeat for a cumulative total of about 12 hours. We broke my roommate's dvd player from watching it so many times. Maybe that's sad. Maybe we're just a little bit in love with PDempz and EPompz.

[Note From Dorrie: Sorry about my lack of posting everyone. 3D life is beginning to kick my ass. I give mad props to Ashley for taking over posting for the past few days, I just have been swamped with homework and Valentines Day and blahhh... writers block. I will post more soon, I promise! Thank you all for taking the time to read and enjoy our somewhat ridiculous rants about Grey's Anatomy. We love you for it!]





Sunday, February 15, 2009

Derek Shepherd: Executioner, Surgeon, Doctor or God?

Just something I noticed while watching the promo for next week's episode. 
Remember the promo for 5x13 "Stairway To Heaven"? Here's something to jog your memory
"Am I an executioner, or am I a surgeon?"

Interesting question. Now watch the promo for next week's episode.

"Doctor... Or God?"

That Derek Shepherd, you never know what he'll be next.
My guess? 

Doctor... Or Gigolo?


-Ashley

Thursday, February 12, 2009

5x14 Beat Your Heart Out: Pros & Cons

Pros

1. "Use it wisely"


2. Tater tots guy says "Cracked"

Tater tots guy is my favorite intern. I like tater tots too, tater tots guy!

3. The "Anal Man" (Ashley dubs thee)

I'm going to go out on a limb here and say this might be my favorite patient ever to walk awkwardly into Seattle Grace Hospital. Note to self: Don't do #9

4. Confused Meredith. Priceless. (Not nearly as good as morphine Meredith, but I'll take what I can get)

I could edit this picture into something really dirty, but I won't

5. Dr. Dixon's meltdown and the lesbian threesome that ensued (You say it's hugging, I say heavy petting)


Primetime softcore porn, for sure.

6. Meredith and Derek without all the drama and sadness

7. ARIZONA ROBBINS BEING THE WOMAN OF MY DREAMS!

For the record, I legit screamed when this happened.

8. George was only on for 10 seconds


Cons

1. I had to see George for 10 seconds


2. Izzie is still alive... and using hospital equipment on herself (Expensive tests for free? But then again when was Izzie ever ethical?)


3. Christina/Hunt and the awful song choice.

I really like them as a couple, honest. But really? I know Dorrie analyzed this and found meaning but to me, a very immature person, it was totally awkward and out of place.

4. Who's this bitch?

Obviously here to mess shit up. You can tell by her blouse. What? You can't?

5. Derek doesn't propose. But honestly, this should be a PRO since the screen cap below shows how tacky the proposal would have been. Quit being cliche, Derek. Meredith would hate this:


6. THIS EPISODE WAS NOT A CROSSOVER. Well, it kind of was. But remember how ABC advertised it as a "Two hour special event"? Well the closest we got to a cross over was:
Addison: Derek
Derek: Addison?
Addison: I need you

Okay, so then I sat through Private Practice (which I hate) waiting for the crossover part. Guess what, it ended at the same moment! Tonight's episode better make up for this, or else...

In conclusion, I want to marry Arizona Robbins and be besties with Dr. Dixon (I bet she can kick it old school, for sure).

-Ashley

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

The Seattle Safari?

It's episode 5x13, you're Meredith Grey. You exit the prison facility with swollen eyes and tear stained cheeks, the gate slams shut behind you and across the street you spy the love of your life. Derek Shepherd embodies perfection. His hair is pushed back away from his beautiful blue eyes, which crinkle at the corners as he smiles at you reassuringly. He may not understand you, you say, but you wanted to show compassion.

It's sweet, it really is, Mer. Emmy Worthy. But for me, the scene was completely and utterly distracting. Why?

Derek Shepherd's massive vehicle. And no, that is not porny in the least.

For those of you who watch the show regularly, you know that Derek Shepherd is a man's man. He loves fishing, living in a trailer in the woods, chopping down trees and dressing in flannel. Okay, well maybe he doesn't chop down trees but let us feed the lumberjack fantasy! He is so manly and into the outdoors that he even owns a Safari Jeep. Before we go into the details, let's travel back in time to season 3, episode 7- Where The Boys Are.


It is completely and understandable to own a Jeep in Seattle, Washington. You live in the mountains, the terrain is rough, and it rains. Well, yes, you may need a large vehicle for such conditions. But I wasn't aware that living in Seattle gave you the right to a vehicle suited for the rugged terrain of an African Safari.

But then you need to ask yourself the who, what, when, where, and why? It isn't as if you just show up at your local car dealership to find a car like that. It is aged. So definitely through a collector of fine cars. But I still have further questions. For instance, did Derek buy this car when he was living in New York? Because I don't see anyone driving that down the streets of Manhattan, despite it's jungle like qualities, or parking it outside their million dollar brownstone. So I'm assuming it was a Seattle purchase. But what interest do you have in a car like that when you're living in a city? When you're living in a town free of wildlife.

It's not like you drive down the street, 'Oh, hey if you look out the window to the right you'll see the Space Needle... and to the left? A wild pack of hyenas devouring a young gazelle.'

So D-Rack, why the crazy wheels? Do they suit your uber crazy lifestyle? Do you drive across the wilderness and hunt lion in your spare time? I see no practical use for such a car. If they were trying to add to his outdoors-y appeal, why not just provide the man with a simple 4x4 of some assortment? An SUV would do. But this is taking it too far. It takes him from Derek Shepherd; fisherman to Derek Shepherd: Crocodile Hunter.

They always say don't sweat the small stuff, but I can't help but be distracted by such a out of place car. I wonder if Meredith has ever questioned his choice in automobile. Maybe they use it in some sort of roleplay, something with Jumanji. Maybe he dresses up as that creepy guy with the long mustache and chases her around the house. I mean, some people are into some freaky shit. There is no practical use for the car. Unless there is a Safari somewhere in the North Western United States. In which case, I will feel like a colossal idiot.

Safari in Seattle anyone?




[oh hey elephant]