Last year I watched a few episodes of Dollhouse and was befuddled. I've liked most of Joss Whedon's work, and was especially fond of Firefly, but this.... I just couldn't get it. It was kind of silly, creepy imprinting stuff aside, and all the episodes I watched seemed like updated Charlie's Angels outtakes. Fluff, nothing more. So I watched a few, then stopped watching them and kind of forgot about the show.
Then we watched Battlestar Galactica (so, so good) and I remembered that I'd seen Helo in that Dollhouse thing that I had been befuddled by. One afternoon while I was trying to finish up something I watched the final episode of Dollhouse's first season-- Epitaph 1-- which I subsequently discovered never aired, and thought, whoa... now there's a Joss Whedon show.
I just finished watching the second (and final) season. The second season-- way more about the overarching conspiracy/mission than about the individual assignments as dolls (which was fluffy and silly)--- was much more interesting than the first season. Sadly, the ending-- the second epitaph-- was more like the ending for the first season than the second, ending with everyone getting their boo boos kissed and now all better. Sigh. The first epitaph is completely worth watching. The second, not so much.
I find it kind of interesting that Whedon is so enamoured of many of the people he's worked with. Echo (Faith from Buffy), Whiskey (Fred from Angel), the Senator (Wesley of Buffy/Angel), Bennett (River from Firefly), and Alpha (Wash from Firefly), among others. I also found the Battlestar Galactica/Dollhouse intercept kind of interesting-- Helo, Apollo, and Colonel Tigh. Not to mention the odd Cylon reference.
Having a few days off for the holidays we actually watched not one but two movies in between house cleaning and project finishing.
I give this one a solid hurrumph. I'm usually a fan of classic movies, but this one niggled at my wrong-o-meter too much, and what with all there nuns there was so little in the way of awesome period clothing to distract me (me not being all up on my whimple styles through the ages). Apparently, according to the filmmakers, there are tropical monkey-filled jungles in the Himalayas, and everyone there is "childlike," quite possibly cannibalistic, and everybody rides Shetland ponies (which made everything much harder to take seriously).
We also watched Kontroll, which I loved, but Mr. P did not. Usually, we have similar feelings about movies, but this one we disagreed about. He thinks I was too influenced by the review I read of it (five years ago). I think it's just a good movie. I thought it was funny, the acting was good, they did a great job of creating an alternate universe where the ticket control people exist (In this world I'm king!). And it was just weird enough without being so out there that you were left thinking, what the hell was that?
With the semester over we even got to watch a movie last week. Exciting!
It's a movie I'd seen before, but it had been a long time, and it's a goooood movie. I think the last time I saw Mystery Train was maybe.... 1993? I think it's one of Jarmusch's best efforts. Mr. P particularly enjoyed the reparte between the Night Clerk and the Bellhop. You look like a mosquito-legged chimPANzeh.