waxjism:
The backstory for Derek is ridiculously hardcore. At this point motivated only by pain and a dogged survival instinct hardcore.
YES. oh boy oh boy, DEREK HALE’S TRAGIC BACKSTORY. a lot of the time i detest ~tragic backstories~ but i love the hell out of derek’s because it’s mostly implicit. there are no lingering montages of his happy childhood and/or dismal transition into lonely, traumatised adulthood because he isn’t a POV character, plus he’s played by a guy who really isn’t… all that great an actor…
he’s kind of the angry, feral john sheppard of the show, isn’t he? in that his character is weirdly fascinating because the writers are having to write relatively subtle characterisation for an actor who only has about three settings, two of which are “angry” and “very angry”. so you get shit like derek shouting YOU’RE NOT IN LOVE, SCOTT, YOU’RE SIXTEEN YEARS OLD!! which is worth about 30 lines of “real” dialogue, and, you know, tyler hoechlin has a kind of weirdly inflectionless mode of speech and i’m still not entirely convinced that he can act? (i mean, can he?? CONVINCE ME, TYLER HOECHLIN FANS. I WANT TO KNOW.) so either he just glowers from the distance or the camera pans over his immaculate bone-structure or he growls menacingly at someone or he SHOUTS A LINE. meaning that all of his ~tragic backstory~ shit is unintentionally restricted to things you can shout at near-strangers without seeming like you’re having an Emotions Moment.
TL;DR VERSION: I LOVE DEREK HALE, THE WEREWOLF WHO NEVER GOT A CHANCE TO GROW UP PROPERLY BECAUSE HIS CREEPY EX-GIRLFRIEND MURDERED HIS ENTIRE FAMILY WHEN HE WAS 15 AND FORCED HIM TO LIVE IN A FOREST WITH HIS INEXPLICABLY SHINY SPORTS-CAR AND (APPARENTLY) NO FOOD, RUNNING WATER, BED, OR FUNCTIONING HOUSEHOLD UTENSILS.
(i want the “how does derek hale live” question answered. DOES HE ACTUALLY LIVE IN THE HALE HOUSE. SRSLY. IT DOESN’T SEEM POSSIBLE??)
I watched 7 episodes of S1 with my friend last night and she kept being like “oh geez, Derek has had a rough day.” And I’m like
“Well, there you go. Mystery solved.” He reached out and stroked the sweaty brown hair away from the boy’s flushed face. “You spilled your juice, your pictures suck, and you lost your zebra whole family in a fire set by your homicidal child-molesting ex-GF. That is a very hard day. That is such a hard day when you are three.”