Friday, June 28, 2002

Your Regularly Scheduled Pop-Cultural Wibblings

So, yeah, we're gonna leave the political and religious ranting and go back to talking about Farscape.[*] After the dark, freaky, don't-blink-or-you'll-miss-six-important-plot-points quality of the last few episodes, tonight's light-hearted and extremely funny ep came as something of a welcome change of pace. Sure, we still haven't been told what's been going on for the last few months, but I'm almost starting to become comfortable with that. It's like ignorance is the new status quo. Of course, we can't be having that, so it looks like the next one is gonna start shaking things up again. Not that I'm complaining! (Well, OK, I am complaining about the fact that we're going to have to wait two weeks for it. I've got news for ya, Sci-Fi, nobody can watch 48 solid hours of The Twilight Zone! I watched a ten-hour marathon of that show once, and it nearly made my head explode. I was walking around feeling vaguely freaked out for days. I never want to do that again. And I like The Twilight Zone.)

Anyway, the usual random thoughts on tonight's episode follow. (WARNING! SPOILERS!)

That old woman is still annoying, but at least this time she's annoying in a really funny way. D'Argo's and John's reactions to her were absolutely hysterical, in large part, I think, because I could sympathize with them so very much. ("She'll get shot!"/"This is a bad thing?") But, man, you think they'd've learned by now not to eat, drink, inhale, or, ideally, even touch anything she offers them. Let this be a lesson to you, kids! Don't do drugs, or you'll end up like Wrinkles!

Farscape has changed a lot over the years, but it's good to see that one thing, at least, has remained constant: the show's bizarre obsession with the subject of vomit!

It was good to see Harvey again, if only very briefly. I kept expecting him to show up at any moment during the last couple of eps, and he never did. Which was really weird, because, odd as this feels to say, I think John could have really used his help. Well, if he chose to curl up by himself in some distant corner of John's brain and whimper for a while after seeing what Grayza did to Scorpius, I wouldn't blame him. Or maybe there was just a really, really long line for that snow cone.

It was even better to finally hear Pilot's voice again. I hadn't realized just how much I'd missed him until then. I'm glad to hear that he and Moya seem to be all right. You think now they'll finally tell us what the frell happened?

Chiana and Sikozu are starting to develop some fun chemistry. I really hope that keeps up.

And what is this sudden fixation with John's butt? (Not that I can't kind of understand that. Ahem.) Not an episode has gone by so far this season without John making some reference to his ass. Maybe D'Argo should have shot him in it...


[*] Of course, I suppose the two things aren't mutually exclusive. I mean, I could talk about the politics and religion of Farscape. Like the fact that, galactic politics-wise, I think it's a big mistake for everybody -- John, the various interplanetary governments, and the viewer -- to focus so much on the Peacekeepers and the Scarrens that they forget about the Nebari. Sure, they prefer stealth, underhandedness, and a placid confidence in their own technological superiority to flashy superweapons and huge honkin' spaceships, but in my view, that only makes them scarier. And on the religious front, I could spend pages just analysing Stark's "different beliefs, different destinations" comment alone. But don't worry, I'm not gonna. At least, not right now.

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