Hahahaha ever since Saturday the Korra finale seems to make me angrier and angrier. As a storyteller and as a fan of solid storytelling, it is an atrocious mess! I stand by the creators are amazing directors, amazing concept artists, amazing producers, but wow are they terrible writers. They have absolutely no understanding of dramatic convention, and so the first season of The Legend of Korra suffered greatly from terrible execution, and the core ideas were so good it should’ve been a gamechanger. It should’ve been the most brilliant thing on television and instead we were given a 12-week narrative case of blue balls.
Disclaimer: if you enjoyed/love/fanatic about Korra, by all means continue to do so! I enjoyed a lot about Korra. In fact that is why I am so frustrated. But that aside, this is meant as a critique and a dissection and as such you can take it or you can leave it. Nothing I have to say will change the show, nor will anything I have to say will have any effect on what season 2 will bring. Mostly I have been ranting about it to everyone on a daily basis since Saturday and this is my way to finally just. get. it. all. out. So this is me shouting into the ether for my own cathartic glee.
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How You Can Have a Bunch of Great Ideas but Still Fuck Up Real Bad: A Korra Essay
I’ve been taking an absense from Tumblr… but just…. oh my god.
Forget the shipping.
Forget the hate.
Forget the rushed season.
This scene.
This scene.
Is perhaps one of the most *powerful* things I’ve ever seen. My heart is literally *aching* from this.
These two brother lost their childhood, their family fell apart, they stood at opposite sides of the same war…
And in the end, despite their differences, despite everything that happened, they went out.
Together.
Just… holy crap.
*Nothing* can compare to this scene.
(Source: sexpai, via quenchiestcactusjuice)
