I for one will miss you. But I'm glad they had the chance to do the second season, short though it was.
And now onto my next obsession (for the moment), Caprica, aka BSG for Girls. I don't know. I'm a bit worried about the girlification. It's a bit Arwen for my liking.
The Doctor's back! With Wilf and Donna and the Master, oh my! And there's Mickey and Martha (Together? Really? Actually, I kind of like that.But what happened to her doctor dude? She said her fiancé was a doctor, didn't she?) and Sarah Jane and Jack and Alonso (Together, but of course... I can read his mind too. That's the same thing everybody thinks in the presence of Jack.) and Rose and Jackie and Joan, or her granddaughter at any rate.
Okay, I'm satisfied. Mostly. Almost. Just one question: who was The Woman? Why did she intervene? And why did she keep looking at him?
The new guy? Well, I'll reserve judgement for now.
19 minutes in...
I'm thinking she's not the doll. He is.
28 minutes in...
40 minutes in...
Don't mess with Helo, silly boys.
67 minutes in...
Oh, River.... She always was a little — off.
84 minutes in...
Topher geeking out with himself? Love it!
Three things from tonight's Dollhouse...
Dollhouse is back, and things are getting interesting... Faith/Echo's remembering and she's confused. Helo's back and he's still angry. Whisky knows she's Whisky and now she's on the whisky. Jamie Bamber's nipples. Wesley's suit. Victor's still hot for Sierra. And the Boy Named Fran may just be human after all. What more could you possibly want?
Also, having read the book years ago, I was quite excited about Flash Forward. However, um... The only thing it seems to have in common with the book on which it's allegedly based is that they both take place on earth. Or something. Why make the TV series now, given that the titular event happened — or rather failed to happen — on the 10th of September last year?
I didn't watch Grey's last night (duh, Fringe-Files was on!), but I flipped to it during a commercial. Um... Was Izzie still alive or was I just imagining that? Hello, go away already.
Also also, have you seen FAQ About Time Travel yet? If not, why not? I mean, it's got Chris O'Dowd (Hello, IT. Have you tried turning it off and on?), so you know it's got to be good. Plus it's got Hot Shakespeare and some other guy. It's worth it alone for O'Dowd's rant about science fiction vs. sci fi, which is taken almost straight out of an essay by Isaac Asimov. And yes, before you ask, I really did pause it at that point so I could explain to my friend the significance of the tirade.
Also3, the girl he describes in the aforementioned movie: ME. So totally me.
The end. Good night.
Season premiere of the X-Fringe tonight... Blonde-Scully almost died in a freaky car accident. Pacey-Mulder had a birthday, made sad eyes at no less than three hot chicks, and shouted at the FBI. Dr Crazy made a custard, although technically he supervised his lab assistant making a custard. I blinked, but I think Black-Skinner may have kissed Dr Maybe-Evil. A cow mooed.
And all the while, Evil Spock was nowhere to be seen...
Watched the first episode of Life After People tonight. Interesting. Would I recommend it to you? Hmm... Honestly, you're much better off reading [Dude, our TV works; why are you reading?] Earth Abides. Seriously. Now! What are you waiting for?
Still... If you've had a long day at work and you just want to stare vacantly at the television without rotting your brain, you could definitely do worse. Overall, I rate it watchable.
So, the reports I need for my new job are turning out to be a bit like an assortment of terrorist bombings: every yahoo claims responsibility, but nobody's able to back it up with a shred of evidence! Whoever's actually responsible stays safely out of reach.
Why yes, I have been watching a lot of Spooks lately. Why do you ask?
I have a confession. I'm completely addicted to shows like Mayday, Seconds from Disaster, Blueprint for Disaster, Disasters of the Century (but not Destroyed in Seconds, that one's a flaming ball of turd). This week alone I've watched approximately 42 hours of disaster documentaries. If this kind of thing had been on TV hundreds of years ago when I was a child, I totally would have become an investigator of some kind. Probably with Torchwood.
Saw the new Harry Potter on the weekend. And it left me with one seriously nagging question...
Do all the male actors in that thing really have great big clown feet? What's with the ridiculously large shoes they're all wearing?
Okay, that's actually two questions. Whatever.
Also, TORCHWOOD! On Space. 12 minutes from now.
How much do I love it that Topher said all frakked up?
In class tonight the topic was what certain companies could do to improve themselves from a sustainability standpoint. One of the companies was McDonald's. We were asked for ideas.
I suggested that they should serve Soylent Green.
Nobody got it. Everybody took it down as a serious suggestion. They LIKED the idea. They thought it was some kind of new super food.
People are such sheep.
Wait, wait, wait... I know this story. I've seen it before. No, read it before.
Do I get a prize for spotting that? Will they keep redoing the finale over and over, each time based on a different piece of literature? I can't wait for the Wuthering Heights version.
PS: I'm so glad Tyrol finally offed that frakkin' bitch.
Dear Jane Espenson,
Really? That was the best you could do?
This was not good. I might even go so far as to say this was the worst BSG episode ever. Maybe, I haven't decided if it's worse than the ones that had Kat in them. But then, at least she was never the whole episode (oh, except for that really awful one that you also wrote). Okay, this was the second worst episode.
Do you even know these characters? Tigh loves Caprica-Six? Tyrol wants to leave the fleet without even a moment's hesitation or thought for his really-but-not-really son? Starbuck's talking about her parents? Not her mother, but her parents, as in plural... Roslin backs down from a conversation with Caprica-Six (or anybody for that matter)? Roslin/Adama agree to arm Baltar?
I suppose everybody's entitled to an off day, but we're too close to the end. Don't let it happen again.
Lately I've seen quite a few commercials on TV that go something like this...
Smiling middle-aged white mum: After I use this mouthwash/brush with this toothpaste/chew this gum/paste these stickers on my teeth/whatever, I feel like I've just left the dentist's office.
What? It makes you feel degraded and humiliated and causes intense physical and psychological pain?
What's next? When I wear these jeans I feel like I just spent a month in drug rehab? After I eat this sandwich meat I feel like I've spent a month being tortured by religious extremists? Using this swiffer makes me feel like I've had all my skin removed by an angry lesbian witch?