The Master’s Sun Episode 3 & 4 Thoughts

The Hong Sister’s The Master’s Sun (주군의 태양) with So Ji-Sub and Kong Hyo-Jin

Gone are the days of the episodic feel where each episode featured a new ghost story, somehow related to the Kingdom mall. I didn’t really mind, especially since the show was still (and I guess technically speaking, is) in its infancy but boy, does this week’s episodes not only surpass last week’s but they started and ended just as strong without any lag in the middle. I did find last week’s episodes to be slightly…underwhelming and I know it wasn’t the acting (and for any doubters, this week’s will definitely quiet them) but it was the overall “feel” and writing of the story that I just wasn’t feeling. There are so many shows that feature a new story per episode and that’s great for random watching (though I find I get tired of the show much faster than I normally would) and I had a terrified thought that The Master’s Sun was heading that way.

But boy, did this week’s episodes not only shut me up, they made me positively giddy with excitement. This is what Kdrama land has been lacking for the last while. Something comedic, giggle-inducing, heart flutteringly addictive that isn’t meant to be realistic nor is it meant to be taken that seriously. I’ve come to expect that from the Hong Sisters’ old dramas where logic may or may not adhere but damn, you will be entertained. 

Last♡Cinderella Review

 

Miura Haruma, Shinohara Ryoko, and Fujiki Naohito in Last♡Cinderella (or as I call it, Trying to choose between the hottest men possible)

Having already spoken about how tired I am with the recent Korean drama offerings, this past summer, I decided to watch as many Japanese dramas as possible. And boy, did I find some wonderful, giggle-inducing dramas that not only made me stay up much later than any logical human should but also caused me to fall off the bed fangirling (this drama will do that to you).

Last♡Cinderella (ラスト♡シンデレラ) is about a still single thirty-nine year old that is pretty much a Himono Onna that decides after finding a hair growing out of her chin to find love, since in the characters’ logic in the drama, your body forgets that it’s a woman (this part scared me more than a horror movie and I did a double-take in the mirror before bed to see, if in fact I was growing a beard). What entails is hilarious, and very cute shenanigans and that is only between the three leads. 

The Master’s Sun Episode 1 & 2 Thoughts

The Hong Sister’s The Master’s Sun (주군의 태양) with So Ji-Sub and Kong Hyo-Jin

Lately in K-drama land, it’s been Gumihos, revenge, melodramas, and Sageuk dramas. Now, I like a punch to the heart every so often but I’m choosy with my melodramas and I’m very choosy about my Gumihos. Mostly, I’m just not interested in how many tails you have, Ms. Fox. Or why you’re after revenge, which most likely will cost you your life at the end, Mr. Revenge. What I am interested in is horror…and romance…oh hell, throw in comedy and we’re call it a party.

So when I heard the Hong Sisters (The Greatest Love, You’re Beautiful, My Girlfriend is a Gumiho) had a new drama involving all three, of course I was excited. I’ve (for better and for worse) been a fan of the sisters for quite a while. It was around this time last year, when Gong Yoo was making his drama comeback in a drama penned by the sisters, that I was more than a little ecstatic. Okay, I was near hyperventilation excited and when I saw promos with him, I nearly fell off the bed. But then I found out that it involved some body-swapping and I tapped out. I don’t do body-swapping. At.all. To the point that if there’s anything related to body-swapping shenanigans, I will not even talk about the drama or acknowledge its existence. And my love for Gong-Yoo is strong and has been going strong for a few years but nothing compares to my intense dislike and disinterest that borders on table-flipping anger when body-swapping is involved.

But because of my (damn) love for Gong Yoo and the sisters, I kept an eye on the drama from afar and wasn’t surprised when the shenanigans turned into a party that in real life would be the one you throw that no one comes to, except your family (out of pity) and that one crazy relative of yours (yes, you know the one I’m talking about) starts dancing and tries to rope you into their descent into madness. No thanks, Uncle Cray-cray. I’m already a single, mid-twenties loner with no prospects, I have enough black marks against me to go Gangnam Style on the family gathering and ruin whatever threads of my image I’m hanging onto.

But I digress (as usual). That drama, which I will not name, kind of threw me for a loop. I was so excited for that drama that when I found out how big (haha, you see what I did there?…okay, sorry) of a catastrophe it was, it made me feel like I should never be excited for Christmas ever again. Melodramatic, me?