So I’m happily married, middle-aged, and have reached the part of maturity where “crushes” take on a much more platonic tone. This has led to what I call the geek-crush.
Geek crushes aren’t about love or sex. You’re just happy to see them when they’re on-screen. You hang on their every word. You resonate with their energy. Often, they just make you laugh.
With all that said, I would pick Emily as my geek crush. She is a delight every time.
I have to admit, I have always been envious of the jumpsuits of Jonah Heston and Mike Nelson, not envious that they have them mind you, but envious of the actual suits themselves for the jobs they have.
Though I feel I have to clarify it is the characters I ogle, the actors I respect as human beings and cannot guarantee attraction to, as proved by my undying love of Rory Gilmour but my apathetic feelings for Alexis Bledel.
I suppose there’s also the aforementioned Starcrash star Caroline Munro, if you’re into that sort of thing.
(And by sort of thing I mean really hot ladies wearing tiny leather outfits, shooting guns & kicking a** - a photo worth reposting)
It’s my favorite of all Joel’s episodes, though mostly when I think of the various beauties it’s more along the lines of, Why weren’t they the ones to seal him up in that water-bound coffin? And then why did that scene have to be ruined by Babyface rescuing him?
At the very least, I’d like there to be a re-discovered scene where one of them gets tired of his cigarette-thieving and proceeds to punch out his lights.
Nothing more beautiful that a woman sitting in the snow eating raw onions while she waits for her dowry - unless of course it’s a woman who will toss you in an oven if she gets the chance.