Bad mood lately. Watched several series of "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" in attempt to raise it a little.
And suddenly it did strike me - the only person that actually had successful relationships in the series is Willow.
Not the conflicting "cursed if you do and cursed if you don't" nightmares of other romances. A deep, strong, quiet links on both intellectual and emotional planes. Links that become broken by outside force, not by their inner flaws.
Whedon is damn good in hiding obvious things under our very nose.
Of course in the end it all gets clear. No, not in the famous Tara's monologue:
Things fall apart, they fall apart so hard..
You can't ever... put 'em back the way they were...
There's just so much to work through. Trust has to build again, on both sides...
you have to learn if... if we're even the same people we were, if you can fit
in each other's lives, it's a long, important process and ... can we just skip it?
Can you... can you just be kissing me now?
Rather in the episode from season 7 where a ghost tries to sell a false message from Tara to Willow. And fails, because Willow is absolutely sure that real Tara would not sent her advice to suicide whatever the circumstances.
Another thing that we completely fail to notice for long is that Willow is the second powerful person in the gang.
And this, among other things, makes me think about a major difference between lesbian and gay love in the contemporary culture of our not-so-symmetric world.
You see – it's not about right & wrong. It's about that being lesbian means being independent, self-sufficient, strong, having affairs with your own kind because you want to and because you can do what you want. But being gay means being weak. Being gay means either need of protection or inability to conquer. And no amount of tolerance will change that.
It's about power...