Aziraphale has such an old man aura it's hard to imagine him being competent at technology, but the novel says he has a personal computer, and this was in the 80's-90's before personal computers were really ubiquitous. The TV show had Aziraphale use a smart phone, but not even the correct way, he just asked it to do something and it worked because of a miracle. I feel like that's a great idea for how Aziraphale probably operates technology. He just uses it the way he thinks it's supposed to be used, and it works because the technology knows better than to not work for him.
Sorry to disagree OP.... Why does everyone love this old-man-doesn't-understand-technology thing? Did none of you know old men who were obsessed with computers in the 90s? T_T
I'm not bashing, I also think it's fun that Aziraphale and Crowley just use things with miracles, or that things work for them automatically because they assume they should work and they always do...
But Aziraphale loves books and knowledge, and computers are portals to knowledge, and so I think he actually does know how to use one (and how to use the internet, and how to use a smart phone....)
It was over. Was it over? After 6000 years, after everything they had been through, this couldn't be it, could it? He had fallen silent-- the sob stuck in his throat refused to leave, but finally-- finally, he could speak again.
He paused before turning around. He put back on his sunglasses to hide the tears still threatening to fall. He had tried to leave but he just couldn't let it go. It was this or nothing.
It was theirs after all. The symbol of their relationship.
Crowbob turned back to Azirastar.
"Do you hear that?" Crowbob asked. He pointed up.
"I don't hear anything," Azirastar answered dimly.
"That's the point. NO! JELLYFISH!!" Crowbob yelled and Azirastar flinched.
Crowbob was beside himself. How could Azirastar not see what was happening? Grasping at straws, he made one last pitiful attempt to shake Azirastar out of the grip that held him. Crowbob dashed forward and pulled Azirastar flush against him-- and kissed him.
It was loveless, it was passionless, but it was a plea. A plea to not leave the sea. A plea to stay moist and hydrated. A plea to remember how dry it was on land, and how ill Hans had used him-- them!
Azirastar pushed Crowbob away.
"I forgive you," he said stupidly.
Crowbob nodded in defeat and left. If he stood by his boat, watching Azirastar be lead away from his rock, one last part of him hoping he would turn back…. well, who would judge? Alas, Azirastar always was one to learn things the hard way.
Helpless, Crowbob sped away in his boat. Pedestrians were nothing to him. Cries of, "my leg!" could not be heard over the roaring in his ears.
The Jellyfishing Song started to play on the radio.
"No," Crowbob said quietly. "No more jellyfishes."
He turned off the radio and drove in silence for just about the amount of time it would take the main credits of a tv show to run. Then he slammed his hands down on the steering wheel.
"Barnicles!" He screamed. "BARNICLES! [dolphin squeal]!! [fog horn]!!"
The pressure is on. Aziraphale can't handle it. He throws the basket with baby Jesus out a window. He finds his old sword and uses it as a conduit to perform an enormous miracle to make the other archangels forget about the second coming. Instead he introduces a plan to pair off angels and demons. Many angels and demons have been secretly in love with each other; two halves of the same whole separated by war. Aziraphale calls back Gabriel and Beelzebub to help organize the event. They will hold it at a hotel in America. Once they meet their soulmate, demons turn beautiful, if a little goth. Angels loosen their ties a little. Crowley appears, as he was summoned. Aziraphale hands the clipboard he was holding to someone else. He grabs Crowley. I have a surprise for you, he says. He pulls Crowley aside and shows him a photo of a beautiful cottage. We can finally stop pretending, he says. Crowley cries. He takes off his sunglasses. Angel, I have to tell you something, he says. I brought Jesus. But then who was that baby I threw? Aziraphale asks. He landed in my arms, angel, and I had to raise him without you this time. Crowley explains. Jesus appears in a wizard's cloak and tall white boots. Let's get this party started, he says. He tries to start an earthquake but the earth barely rumbles. It is the power of love. The unions of angel and demon have created a protective bubble around the Earth. Jesus laughs. He's exuberant. He loves the Earth too. Piece out, he says, and ascends to heaven to have a long nap. It's over. Equilibrium is brought to the planet. Humans may continue to do whatever they want without interference. Ah well, Metatron says to himself, from where he has been watching secretly. Humans will destroy the planet themselves soon anyway. He could have made it quick but suffocation and starvation will work just as well. He toddles off. Crowley and Aziraphale land at their cottage by the sea. They make out sloppily against the wall, crying with joy. The camera pans away as we see them removing their clothes and starting to undulate sensually. In the sky, clouds form the words: For Terry.
yes, michael, we all agree killing of any soul is a terrible thing and especially of children. Do you think that's what we are discussing? Again, he did the mistake that many who keep pushing the "two sides are equally__" narrative do, which is oversimplifying and mispresenting the situation and putting their own feelings in the center of it instead of being a voice against the propaganda and the defamation palestinians have been going through.
celebrities need to understand that they don't have to make a speech or do some preaching on how death of children is wrong. it is about taking back the narrative from the hands of the oppressors and givin' it back to the oppressed. all they have to do is some research and they will find the palestinian voices and activists who need their stories and their case to be heard. that's it. just share them. and in doing that they can themselves understand that a solution to all of this death exists and it is simple: ending the occupation in palestine.
that's what using your platform is; a post does matter because honestly public outrage is the only pressure we have that makes politicians take any action.
The interesting thing is that, as far as I can tell, MS made that first tweet in response to this politician being suspended for pro-Palestine language. MS apparently wanted to show his support. The thing is, he left out anything specific (and made himself sound more sympathetic to Israel over Palestine) probably out of fear of losing work or getting some kind of backlash (because even vague "both sides" comments like that have lost people their jobs or public image). Or maybe he actually thought he was really going to bring people together and get a big ol' pat on the back (wow, yes, killing is bad and people being killed is sad, wow), which might explain why he seemed to be surprised by people (his fans nonetheless) calling him out on his neutrality in the face of genocide.
People defending him seem to be people who have a shallow understanding of "the conflict in the region". They don't seem to have a grasp on the how Israel came to be, and how Palestine has been being erased off the map. I have seen people post things like "It's two countries full of people who just want peace, but the governments want war :( " Really?? If that's your grasp of the situation of course "innocent people shouldn't be killed" sounds totally heartwarming.
People act like the history is just too long and complicated to understand and that we need nuance and fairness. Saying "both sides are wrong" is easy. But do they care how this happened? Is the history too complicated? I don't mean a solution. I mean only the timeline, the history, the reality vs propaganda. With all the resources at our disposal, is it really that hard to study up?
Because to put it in perspective, there is less of an age gap between Israel and Michael Sheen than there is between Michael Sheen and his girlfriend.
The pressure is on. Aziraphale can't handle it. He throws the basket with baby Jesus out a window. He finds his old sword and uses it as a conduit to perform an enormous miracle to make the other archangels forget about the second coming. Instead he introduces a plan to pair off angels and demons. Many angels and demons have been secretly in love with each other; two halves of the same whole separated by war. Aziraphale calls back Gabriel and Beelzebub to help organize the event. They will hold it at a hotel in America. Once they meet their soulmate, demons turn beautiful, if a little goth. Angels loosen their ties a little. Crowley appears, as he was summoned. Aziraphale hands the clipboard he was holding to someone else. He grabs Crowley. I have a surprise for you, he says. He pulls Crowley aside and shows him a photo of a beautiful cottage. We can finally stop pretending, he says. Crowley cries. He takes off his sunglasses. Angel, I have to tell you something, he says. I brought Jesus. But then who was that baby I threw? Aziraphale asks. He landed in my arms, angel, and I had to raise him without you this time. Crowley explains. Jesus appears in a wizard's cloak and tall white boots. Let's get this party started, he says. He tries to start an earthquake but the earth barely rumbles. It is the power of love. The unions of angel and demon have created a protective bubble around the Earth. Jesus laughs. He's exuberant. He loves the Earth too. Piece out, he says, and ascends to heaven to have a long nap. It's over. Equilibrium is brought to the planet. Humans may continue to do whatever they want without interference. Ah well, Metatron says to himself, from where he has been watching secretly. Humans will destroy the planet themselves soon anyway. He could have made it quick but suffocation and starvation will work just as well. He toddles off. Crowley and Aziraphale land at their cottage by the sea. They make out sloppily against the wall, crying with joy. The camera pans away as we see them removing their clothes and starting to undulate sensually. In the sky, clouds form the words: For Terry.
And let's be real: The core issue of Amazon's Good Omens is that, unless it's actually malice that's behind it, it's cargo culting.
It is trying so hard to jump the bandwagons of OFMD, Loki, even SPN by mimicking what people rejoice at there... without understanding why.
The result is the characters are mouthing the words and go through the motions without weight or meaning behind it, all wrapped up in a jumbled mess devoid of heart, soul and vision.
#😭#filming for go2 started earlier than ofmd though but yeah...#good omens
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Given just how much in s2 feels shoehorned in last second... I'd not be surprised to learn that a LOT of scenes were written in during filming (we saw that happen with potc2 and 3, and look at that mess)
also I'm not entirely sure about the dates. (not meant dismissively)
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