An orange ring
Sets down with lines
Of pink and purple
It dips into the ocean
Bringing light with them
Across red and maroon
We sat and wait till it disappears
With darkness, houses lit up
[Korean Drama] The Crowned Clown
Spoiler alert! Unless I can hold my tongue, haha
I have always liked old school palace political dramas. Hong Kong dramas were the pioneer of such dramas and girl fights are as entertaining as war movies.
As the title suggests, this is a drama of a King with his substitute. Starting off with a constant rebellion and fear, the main protagonist tries to survive and gets into junkie mode.
Out comes the clown with the exact same face, it was fun to see the same actor with different personas. The writers had a distinct idea of the characters so the story and idea flows well. Actors were nice picks and I even liked how the bad guy with the beard can make you hate him and yet praise him for being a scary minister.
The best man Minister Lee which takes care of the King and the cute Eunuch Cho was another highlight of this show at the first quarter.
Proper tactics and palace dramas of three quarters of the drama was nice. However, the last part felt dragged out with romance fillers of the clown king and his now admittedly Queen.
Righteous low status King and part of the writer’s script was decent until the part the Queen had to make her stance. I do wished it was less cheesy and she did not made the choice by love. A feminist that puts the country first would be nicer but I can’t be that picky. I’m not those who likes Korean romance, but some are still bearable.
My drama rating: 7.5/10. Just because I’d like to write the script a bit different. Recommended for those who wants drama with a tinge (cringe worthy) of romance.
风
空气中一直来回行走
一溜烟地与尘埃
捎带什么入室
屋外的衣架扬着旗子
烈日下我在屋内航海
Viral
Can you hear it’s whispers
Once or twice
Voidness of the streets and shops
In fear of the people
Dangers lurk silently among us
Quota
Did I just spent all my words
Talking to you
Leaving me speechless
Relation
There were shreds of my soul
Willingly given away
Torn
Taken and not returned
For whom it may serve its worth
Does what I have left could still shine
Remain whole and selfless
In poetries and between lines
Among stars that had fallen from the sky
Fireflies
I live in solitude while she put herself back again
Dream
Did it happen
Only when I sleep
The things I imagined
So true I could almost grasp
Right before I fall
Awakened in dawn
