I finally watched last week's Lost Girl, but can't find this week's. Wasn't there one? At any rate, talk about starting with a bang! The popsicle in the ear was classic, further proof that Kenzie is pretty much the coolest character ever. At some point they'll need to find her a guy, who I hope isn't the Siren because so far, he's a bit dull. Which is actually my complaint with the show. It's walking a fine line on cheese factor, and because it often takes itself a little too seriously, it keeps falling off on the wrong side. At which point I remember Special Unit 2. Which, I'll grant, had a certain charm if you managed to not turn the channel after the initial shock wore off, but is not what Lost Girl is going for.
This is Wonderland. I'm watching this show reeeeally slowly. Partly because mainlining shows in a day doesn't work well when you're watching the how rather than simply the what, and mostly because I'm hoping for a brain wave such that I'll be able to track down the rest of it before I finish season 1.
By episode 3 I really, really miss my days as a protester. There's a passion and freedom in believing in something so strongly that you can distill it to a single goal, and are willing to pronounce that goal in a public space. Lately, I don't know anyone who will go to those lengths. At best the people I know will maturely volunteer to man voting booths or organize sedate fundraisers, at worst they're self-righteous about NOT participating in public displays (though they'll forward spammy emails.) Which has something to do, I'm sure, with the environment - you need a certain atmosphere and a certain demographic, which can be catalyzed into picketing. I miss city life.
If I wasn't already sold on TiW, Alice's mispronunciation in court today would have done it. You can tell a lot about an actor (and a show) by how 'clean' the performance is. TiW delights in the raw and that makes me happy. Except in this episode especially, it's looking a little too perfect in certain sectors. The cop-lawyer is missing a little weight, and the Elliot storyline was a little too far into caricature. Because his ditz was a little too ditzy, his client not quite self-righteous enough, and Elliot himself was in a little too perfect position to be 'wowed.' Though his little quirks were awesome: the open pop in the pocket, the flirting with ditz girl after the bail hearing was over, the continual, if rambling, discourse.
Which leads to point 3. It's inevitable that I will ship Alice/Elliot to some degree. But I'll need a little more to go on. This ep Alice asked him for a mentory talk, and they bantered smoothly when they passed in the halls, indicating at least one or two meetings off screen. But given how crazy Elliot is and how detached and snarky Alice can get, I can't really picture what they look like together and that is a problem for my shippy glasses.
And a PS: I love Judge Frazier (Frasier?). It's a fine line between being too Richard Hermann and being realistic, and I'm not sure which side he's actually on. But assuming he knows the courts inside and out and is now acting with irreverence and a delight in using his power and authority in a playful way, it's a refreshing contrast to the tone of the courts (and actually rather believable, because who HASN'T gone somewhere official and found a real human there?) The only thing I'm worried about is whether he'll cross the line - Alice's boss is already toeing/crossing that line, and having a prominent character do that would be too much..
House: Where is Amber Tamblyn? I was promised her, I'm sitting here waiting for her... And what, I'm going to get a string of 'not hers' before a tiny arc and then hullo Thirteen again? Bite me. The only reason I can deal is I'm also waiting for Cameron to come back, and the fallout with Chase and House. (And I mean, who DOESN'T want to see Cameron talk to Cuddy now?) Happily, she's not on a deadline because there's a hole in the show just for her. I also enjoy Wilson and his not!Ex. But I don't like House and Cuddy. I fell off that wagon a few years back, and the writing isn't changing my mind,