The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

[promethia_tenk]

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Queen.



I had a feeling I was going to love this and it's all!??! So??!!? Great!?!?!?!

Give me all the stories about wrenching back self determination and autonomy in the face of both coercive and abusive religious power structures and male privilege and fill them with witches and powerful middle aged women and Michelle Gomez and a really fantastic soundtrack, please and thank you.

I don't even like things about teenagers, as a rule.

Also it's stinking gorgeous and when there was a scene of two guys talking 2 hours and fifteen minutes in it felt weird and out of place.

(I'm only a few episodes in, but. Everything is beautiful.)

Comments

[elisi]

Yeah, Zelda is straight up my mom. Made an extrovert and turned up many levels, but all the underlying motivations and instincts are so spot-on . . . . It's uncanny.
O... kay.

[promethia_tenk]

I realize that's an alarming assertion, and my mother is honestly a perfectly nice person who loves me and has never killed anybody even once. But, like, if you wanted to make my mother's evil alt!universe version, she would be Zelda. Just the . . . being the genuinely pious and orderly one who does not understand why the people around her have to be so irresponsible and irreverent and difficult. And the whole 'why must you embarrass me so with everything I do for you?!' of it all. The genuinely thinking she's doing the right thing for Sabrina and her sheer frustration at why nobody else seems to get that and not seeing the damage she's doing by it. Zelda has an amazing arc. I love what they do with her character and you do find out the depth of her feeling for her family, but all of the power struggles with Sabrina over her not being totally on board with this whole getting baptized thing were like watching my own childhood on screen.

[elisi]

I look forward to her arc and hope your own mother has... mellowed?

[promethia_tenk]

Yeah, she got worn down. And, I mean, I think her thinking has genuinely evolved. At a glacial pace, but evolved none the less. The sister gave her absolute hell. I was more ready to swallow my pride and keep my head down. But she accepted that once we left for college we would do whatever we wanted and she didn't get a say anymore, so it's fine. We kept up a front for my grandmother, who we all tacitly agreed we would not be disappointing.

[elisi]

Well, grandmothers! But glad your mother came round.