Her hair’s the same length, I notice, as they draw closer, wearing matching expressions of shy delight. Her eyes crinkle as she laughs at something Hyun says, squeezing the hand wrapped around hers. As expected, she wears happiness well. It’s strange, seeing a matching expression on my brother. Standing in front of the police station, I watch them approach. Looking at them, you wouldn’t believe that a year’s passed since they last saw each other. Were it me, I’d have written him off as someone who’d abandoned me. But she knows better. I know better…now
I remain still as people walk by, resolute in stance and decision. The bustling crowd feels both strange and familiar. It’s been a year since I’ve stood alone. He was there every step in the months between. Sometimes we’d talk, sometimes we’d just walk, without awkwardness, without fear of hurting each other by anything we said. He doesn’t hide from my past but faces it as though he was in my slightly larger shoes. It may have been something he picked up from her. Frankness…that’s a good trait. I nod as the distance between us narrows. 3 yards, 2…
My brother’s in good hands.
Well that’s a ponderous title, innit?
But it’s the latter part that’s going to elevate this post beyond squeefest. Because that’s what 90% of this will be. I love, love, love, love, love, love Jian and Hyun as people and as a couple. I love every bit of their dynamic. Take note, drama couples. Hyun and Jian begin their relationship in (in my humble inexperienced opinion) the best way possible. They’re don’t tread lightly around each other. He blatantly calls her an annoying stalker and she blatantly calls him a too-intelligent jackass. But when he’s accused of murder, the first person he goes to is her. Well…sorta…he did break into her home and stuff. Not that I would complain if i came home to him in front of my tv.
Well, hello there.
Because Park Bogum is adorable.
I could talk forever on the myriad of other characters that populate this dramaverse and how much I love them and how I’d take Chief Kang Eunhyuk as well if it weren’t for the fact that my Min would disapprove hugely but the need to analyze this drama calls. So here goes!
I find summing up and analyzing key ideas in dramas quite difficult. This could perhaps be due to a problem on my part with brevity or the fact that the show I like tend to be of the sort where a few words simply don’t do them and the ideas presented within justice. But damn if I won’t try.
I honestly mean to expand on my previous “letter” to I Remember You earlier but that went out like most things do with my mind. Perhaps it’s fitting that I’m reviewing this at the end because this is a show where the final doesn’t merely tell you how our story ends, but why it began.
I love you, I Remember You. That is all. I’ll expand further on this when I’m coherent. In the meantime…
Whoa there *.* I’d pay good money to see Lee Hyeon’s face at the sight of this.
Nope. Not okay. Never mind that 66.67% (or 33.33% becase Min breaks my heart) are killers. Nope.