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Angelus taunts through his sketches of slumbering targets. He takes torment to the level of performance art in Passion.

Angelus taunts through his sketches of slumbering targets. He takes torment to the level of performance art in Passion.

Buffy has been to this point quite proven successful at silliness (Halloween and Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered); internal legend construction (Angel); alienation (Out of Mind, Out of Sight); twists (What’s My Line Part 1); shock (Angel’s revelation in Read the rest of this entry »

Kendra!

Drusilla’s trance-dance performed for Angel in light bondage.

Last week’s part one big build-up bursts all over in the second half of What’s My Line, and I’ve got jets of praise to shoot! Read the rest of this entry »

Holy crap. I feel like the cheerleading coach in Witch trying to sort out the best from the alternates. There really were no bad entries here, so everyone makes the team, though some episodes didn’t work as well as stand-alones, and I’ve found on review that I really prefer those that played into the seasonal story arc with The Master. At heart I am a soap fan and I need to ride that continuity for a sense of tension threading the whole together. Yet in terms of setting the characters and tone for the overall series, Read the rest of this entry »

12%22 DarlaThe episode is titled Angel, but for me, Darla is the indisputable star here. Of course Angel’s backstory and the vampire revelation changes the direction of the series – or it will by s2 – and maybe I’m simply so familiar with the story from flashbacks that my attention was directed less toward the cursed vamp and more toward the spritely demon who sired him: my beloved Darla.

She was never just a throwaway character anyway; she did open the entire series, after all, letting us know up front that Read the rest of this entry »

Dollhouse doesn’t have a lot of good times. Let’s celebrate this one, even though it’s provoked by the accidental and possibly catastrophic release of a chemical agent that has the potential of a weapon of mass destruction.

In working my way through a second viewing of the series Dollhouse, I believe I have now reached the point at which Mr. Lousy and I can finally now watch episodes in tandem.  This might be just the right spot for our summit.

“Echoes” is one of my favorite Dollhouse episodes.  I won’t say favorite because I’m re-evaluating as I make my second trip, and I don’t want to be presumptive, especially about my own tastes.

I know the episode has notoriety for its humor: everyone goes on a weird drug trip and it’s hilarious.

True and not true.  There is a lot more going on besides straitlaced control-freaks flipping out on something between highly potent weed and LSD.  The weaving of the comic, the tragic, character revelation, and partial exposition proves that the series could produce not only a fantastic episode, but also an episode that would move the Read the rest of this entry »

I’ll get to the movie.  Give me a minute.

In considering Joss Whedon’s TV series, Dollhouse, I recognized that the Dolls could easily be interpreted as Whedon’s meta-commentary on his creation, use, and sometimes disposal of characters, particularly female ones.  (I’ll never forgive him for what he did with Cordelia on Angel.)  Joss Whedon is acutely aware of his position as creator and how his faithfully, or obsessively, his fan base follows his creations.  After Buffy, Angel, and Firefly, he was due some navel-gazing with Dollhouse.

Yet I chose to watch the show from more of a sci-fi perspective than from the standpoint of how a creator considers his creations.  I found the questions raised in Dollhouse about humanness, Read the rest of this entry »

Why am I so irritated with the fourth season of the series Damages, the legal drama starring a Rasputinesque, Machiavellian Glenn Close as ruthless attorney Patty Hewes, and a lovely, doe-eyed, not-as-guileless-as-she looks Rose Byrne, on whom I Read the rest of this entry »

I was recently asked by Mr. Lousy if Dollhouse was worth watching.  Mr. Lousy has seen all the other Joss Whedon series from Buffy to Angel to Firefly, and, like me, was a latecomer to all of them.  (We both overshot Buffy by more than a decade.)  I am going to recommend that Mr. Lousy arrive late to the table once again, bearing in mind that I might not steer others in the same direction, for Dollhouse is the most sci-fi of all the Whedon shows (no – I am not forgetting Firefly) and the most difficult Read the rest of this entry »