Tuesday night J and I watched War Stories and Trash.
I almost wish I hadn’t watched War Stories, not because it isn’t a great episode, it is. It’s brilliant, but I really didn’t enjoy watching Mal and Wash being tortured, even though I understand what most of the scenes were trying to achieve for the story. I did however enjoy watching Zoe being awesome and I love the development of Zoe and Wash’s relationship, the sort of thing you rarely ever see in television science fiction. I also love how the interaction between Kaylee and River is used to begin the unveiling of who River really is. Oh yes, and the apple is a really interesting metaphor for the theme of the episode, especially as it very neatly draws River into the mix and nicely frames the whole thing within a religious questioning on the knowledge of evil.
“No power in the ‘verse can stop me”, River re-purposing Kaylee’s earlier statement (and in the process evoking the Biblical apple of knowledge of evil).
But, getting back to the torture …
Last Tuesday J and I watched Ariel. [We also started watching a new and potentially great webseries called H+ , but more on that in another post.]
Once, just once, I want things to go according to the gorram plan!
The best laid out plan … always goes wrong.
This episode is deceptively simple. Structured as a typical “bank, err I mean hospital job gone wrong” plot that Kaylee nicely sums up in one line, “Oh, well, let’s see. We killed Simon and River, stole a bunch of medicine, and now the Captain ‘n’ Zoe are off springing the others got snatched by the Feds!” The gang come up with a plan to rob an Alliance hospital because Simon wants to scan River’s brain while the others get on with a spot of harmless crime. Kaylee and Wash get to be awesome by rebuilding an ER chopper, which even it it does stretch the bounds of credibility is kinda fun to watch. The others get to be hysterical failing to learn lines of incomprehensible medical jargon.
But, of course as expected, the plan goes wrong …
Tuesday night J and I watched Out of Gas. Catalyzer on the port compression coil blew …
This is how you do it television writing people. This is how you take a thin, clichéd plot line and write it interesting. Provided the editor gets the screen transitions right and the colouring works in post-production, the plot devices themselves are actually quite simple.
Warning / Disclaimer: I don’t expect this post to offend most Christians. I am well aware that there are Christians and there are Christians – I know, I used to be one. However, there are some people this may upset, so I am sorry about that. I will try to be considerate.
Last Tuesday, we watched the Firefly episode Jaynestown, which included this wonderful scene in which River attempts to ‘fix’ the Sheppard’s Bible.
I laughed so hard, I almost hyperventilated. These days, religion, God and Christianity almost never enter my thoughts, but once upon a time they pervaded almost every part of my life, so out of curiosity, I decided to do a little Internet stalking down memory lane.
Tuesday night J and I watched Our Mrs Reynolds and Jaynestown.
Tuesday night J and I watched Shindig and Safe. Unfortunately, we watched them in the wrong order, which may explain some of my dissatisfaction with Safe (in particular).
J and I are rewatching Firefly. Tuesday night we watched The Train Job and Bushwacked.