This one I was dreading almost as much as the Insect Substitute, so it came as a pleasant surprise when I not only didn’t hate the episode, I rather liked it. The equation of a high school clique and a pack of hyenas, both preying on the small and weak while spilling out peals of hideous laughter, speaks to me more than all of the adolescent romance in other episodes early in the series, and the dodgeball game made quite clear the dynamics of both clique and pack: when faced with a threatening lone adversary, the hyenas switched their target to the nerdy Read the rest of this entry »
I insisted that Mr. Lousy watch Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse this summer, and now my recommendation has been called into question. I am here to respond in part. I take complete responsibility for the recommendation and do not rue making it, though I do have some new thoughts after viewing it sort of in tandem with Lousy, though for me it Read the rest of this entry »
I just finished Dollhouse. I’m a little burned out on the Olympics or as NBC presents it – swimming/diving, volleyball, gymnastics and track. I can’t believe I had to go to Bravo at 6am to watch tennis. But I digress.
Watching The Thirteenth Floor was for me sort of like going back in time, but not skipping alternate realities like in this movie – going back in time to the nineties video store in Chicago that was housed in the garden apartment on Read the rest of this entry »
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 »
Ok Raul. I’ve watched the first three episodes of Dollhouse. I’m going to wait till I watch the whole season before I write about it in full but I thought I’d give you updates along the way. By the way, I’m glad I waited until the third episode to even look for Read the rest of this entry »
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 »
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 »