My Girl
October 10, 2009 at 1:14 am 2 comments
Yay! Watched the first episode of Aiba’s new drama, My Girl, today. I wasn’t quite sure what to expect, since I haven’t read the manga and have never seen Aiba act in anything, but wow, it passed any expectations I might have had by far.
It was, of course, adorable. And I may have cried… a lot… especially towards the end of the episode. The part when the little girl was talking about how people tell her to forget her mom? And Aiba’s character is crying and says that he could never forget her. God, I was bawling. Other tear jerking moments included when he had tears in his eyes and was all, “But her… my daughter… it’s impossible,” and the scene where she was waiting in the rain… omg, sad.
The big, delightful surprise was Aiba’s acting. Like I said, I wasn’t sure how good he was going to be, but I thought he pulled it off pretty much perfectly. He just seemed so natural, even though that shy, uncertain character was so different from what we see of Aiba on the variety shows.
Plus he pulled off the crying thing really well, unlike certain other Arashi members who do a lot of acting… (*cough*MatsuJun*cough*, even though I do love him and his dramas). Yes, I was really, really pleased with the whole thing. Even if it did make me cry a little too much for a first episode.
Can’t wait for next week!
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Alex | October 10, 2009 at 3:16 pm
That sounds like the sort of show that would leave me bawling. Even though I can’t actually watch the show, I’m actually kind of curious to see what happens…
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Rhi | October 14, 2009 at 4:19 am
Alas, I couldn’t even try to make you watch it. As far as I know, it’s going to be a difficult one to find subtitles for. So you should just watch Hana Yori Dango instead, k? Or find some sort of Italian equivalent. (I like the image of you watching Italian soap operas at night, trying to conceal your secret addiction from those around you… or now, German soap operas. The Italian ones are all tales of passionate affairs, that happen during the seista. The German ones… well, they are more manly, full of people drinking beer and singing in deep voices… or something. Perhaps you should read Grimms Fairy Tales instead).
And now I want to go to Italy, where I could have seistas eeevery day.