Buffy 7.1 – Lessons
Light and full of snapping wit.
It’s all about power you see. The power of a really good writer to strut
his stuff. Joss did an incredible job of making one the best Buffy premieres
that I’ve ever seen.
I know darkness lies ahead
for all the characters, but for once Buffy didn’t struggle with her role
in the world. She strode across the premiere confident in her role as Slayer
and sister.
There was some incredible
setup for plot and character development. Call me cruel, but as much as
I love Spike, he makes a great crazy fellow. Now he is truly a fool for
love. Or rather a holy fool for love, saying what others dare not. Are
too sane to say. Only Joss and time can say if this season will leave him
mad, bad or a poet.
And the big bad, presuming
that is the season’s big bad and not some strange feint, was wonderful.
A morphing shift of each season’s big bad until we came to Buffy, uttering
the words with which she started the episode, “It’s all about power.”
Smallville 2.1
Well, on one hand, it had holes
you could drive a truck through. In fact I think they did drive a truck
through them. Whatever. That’s not why I watch the show.
I watch it for the metaphor.
For the wracking struggles between Lex and his father. Watching Lex and
Clark become what they will become.
I want to juxtapose the moment
when Clark’s mother tells him that one day she and his father won’t be
there for him with Lex’s hesitation before saving his father.
And all of a sudden it occurs
to me that every time Lana (one more time) mentions her parent’s deaths,
inherent within that reference is the death of an entire world. Madonna
like Lana. Filled with eternal sorrow. No wonder she grieves. While Clark
bears the weight of this world, she carries the weight of the last.
What can I say it’s that
kind of show. How did Lex get into the woods in time to do anything? Why
did Jonathan Kent keep spilling the cosmic beans? Why, why, why? No, reject
plot. Follow metaphor extended into infinity. Faster and more elegant
than a speeding bullet. I don’t know if it’s intentional. I think the writers
may just be creating Kryptonite Creek, but where the story meets the folklore
and the viewer’s brains, there are such vast fields to play upon.
Firefly 1.1
Yeha – a new series from Joss
Whedon. I doubt it’ll last. It’s cool. I like it. Therefore it’s doomed.
Firefly combines the grit
of the western with the expanse of space. No aliens, but ourselves. We’ve
never really needed anything more. That final frontier. Not from the deck
of a starship, but from the gritty confines of a transport ship eeking
it’s way.
I love Simon, the Doctor’s,
concern that he may not have made the right decision to flee with his poor
tormented sister River. I love Zoe’s grit. And seriously, Mal is a hottie.
A disaffected, isoloationist, the South lost the war, but I’ll never give
in, hottie.
Ahem, Firefly plays with
the myth of the West. That place where young men are urged to go. The frontier.
I’m sure like all of Joss’ work, it’ll be a real mind bender.
There was a moment at the
end of the episode when Mal did something that I’ve been yelling at the
T.V. for years. The villain threatens you. Kill him. And Mal does so with
a soft darn. It was a moment that stole my literary heart.
It’s too soon yet for me
to say much about the literary this or that. I hope that I’ll get a chance.
Charmed 5.1
Ummm…we watched it. Mainly so
I could read the Television Without Pity review. It had mermaids wearing
pasties. It had I love him, no I hate him, no I love him. Whatever. I quite
enjoy mocking it. We all must have our petty pleasures.
Alias 2.1
It was cool. It was pretty.
There were several more impossible wigs and I wonder, why Sydney the only
person who actualy goes undercover? Everyone else looks like themselves.
However, there she is, transformed in a multiplicity of ways. All the better
to kick posterior.
And the rest
We did watch others things.
John Doe. Haunted. Both quite atmospheric. We'll see if they go as began.
