my mom walked upstairs in her seal skin boots. Fjonka (my rabbit) came running to greet them (her seal skin boots). she sniffed them for a second. nuzzled them, before realizing they weren't breathing. horror dawned on her. she begun to understand she was dealing with something she couldn't comprehend. she backed off, without letting them out of her sight. she STOMPED to let them (the seal skin boots) know that she did NOT like this situation. my mom stomped back. Fjonka stomped harder, exhibiting a bravery and assertedness I had no idea she possessed. mom turned and went back down the stairs. Good job, Fjonk. You sure showed those undead vampire rabbits who's boss.
This is a "little doodle version of Astrid that jumps out from a pile of skulls and throws an axe in the end credits of race to the edge" appreciation post. You may stop and appreciate her. That is all.
my old How to Train your Dragon obsession suddenly re-emerging now, after I've spent years learning about Historical Viking Clothing and Crafts is great actually cause I get to apply the Fun History Knowledge to my favorite blorbos, and now I have some very specific scenarios.
in Viking culture, gift giving was a big complicated very significant thing. And one gift that was Especially Significant was that of a New Shirt. Women would propose to the guy they wanted to marry by making him a brand new linen shirt. I could go on for several pages about what that tells us about viking culture, gender roles, and also the extremely fun ways viking age stories used "gifting a shirt" as a symbol in romantic stories, but I'll restrain myself. This post is about How to Train your Dragon.
Astrid Hofferson can't sew. There's no way. Girl spent her whole life training to be a warrior, she has not had the time or patience to sit down and learn to sew (even though it involves a whole lot of stabbing things with a sharp object). I mean even her own clothes are made with minimal amounts of sewing (a needlebound tank top and some furs wrapped around her arms instead of sleeves).
Hiccup Haddock Horrendus III, on the other hand, knows how to sew. Sure he mostly works with metal and leather, but leatherwork requires sewing. I'm pretty sure I can find actual footage of him using a needle. Also his clothes are nicely sewn, and since he grew up without a mum, and his dad is a very busy man, he must have made at least parts of his outfit himself.
So my question is: how did they ever get engaged. How did that proposal go? Did Astrid suffer through learning a new skill so she could spend months of her life painstakingly stitching together the Worst Shirt Ever Made? I imagine her rage quitting after she has to undo that one seam for a fourth time, and in true Astrid fashion, just chucking it at Hiccup with full force when he walks into the room.
or! would Hiccup defy Viking Gender Norms because he gets that Astrid has no interest in sewing? and then he gets it into his head that it has to be the most elaborate shirt on the whole island cause it's for his girlfriend and he can't even remember ever seeing her in a nice shirt before? and that's a shame cause she deserves to have nice things! And he overthinks every choice along the way because what if she hates it???? But ofc it turns out really nice and she adores it.
I don't think I'll ever recover from learning that the fuzzy dark feeling I remember the moomins series having was because there was something wrong with the copies distributed in Scandinavia. Somewhere on the road between Asia and Europe the tapes got dropped in a barrel of Concentrated Finnish Depression, so while the Japanese kids were enjoying a cutesy pastel 90s anime with occasional kinda scary scenes, us Nordics were subjected to the actual stuff of nightmares.
(left: Norwegian version, right: original Japanese)
and to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. to me at least, the "damaged" colouring just looks more like Tove Jansson's book illustrations:
this is just what nordic children's media is like. the 90s anime decided to revert back into its gloomy state when it got here because that's what the audiene expected of it.
I genuinely, honestly can’t get over the fact that we, as a species, used to wear clothes from fabrics designed to regulate our body temperature, that could be boiled when it needed washing, and also was somewhat self-disinfecting. And now we just wear... plastic. That doesn’t degrade when we throw it in landfills after it’s worn to threads after 4 months. That doesn’t breathe, meaning we sweat more, meaning we have to wash it more often, which we do by throwing it in a spinny machine at like 40 degreees celcius, because it can’t handle any higher without melting, which is like the temperature you leave things in if you want bacteria to grow. Our washing machines don’t even clean our clothes. (They essentially just make them smell better.) Why did we do this to ourselves. It sucks we should fix it.
I think it's fun to compare the ninjago minifigures face prints from before and after the movie redesigns happened, their change in expression is just really funny to me
we got:
team Serious Warrior turned "I'm just a lil guy!"
Lloyd went from "determined hero" to "taking everything Master Wu says with a whole handful of salt"
Cole used to be So Focused on his Job but now he's running on 2 hours of sleep and a "whatever happens happens, man" attitude
Zane has died, rebuilt his body, then died again for good measure, yet he's managed to keep his focus firm on the task at hand throughout it all. kudos to him honestly.
I wholeheartedly welcome this thing they're doing in dragons rising where they actually use each episode to teach a lesson to the audience, like I'm really impressed with the seamless way they're incorporating that into the ninjago storytelling format. it feels very natural, almost like it was always supposed to be there. which actually makes it extremely funny to think about how for the last 10 years we've all just been watching a kids show where there never was an even remotely relatable moral to the story that kids could apply to their own life. seasons 0-16 were just like "hey kids watch this" *subjects a little lego guy to horrors beyond human comprehension* "wow that sure was fucked up. anyways tune in next week for another episode" and it just did that. for 10 years.