...I've just been thoroughly owned.
Terra Firma. Best dang episode of Farscape yet.
Though maybe that's unfair to say, since so much of it takes place on Earth, which is not typical - and therefore not a good indicator of the show's true nature and brilliance. But the outstanding aspects of this ep have less to do with its setting, and more to do with the writers - who have managed to compact so much of what the show's about into a 45-minute piece of near-poetry (save all the Grayza nonsense) - and the actors, specifically Ben Browder and Claudia Black.
Frell, where do I even begin? This episode feels monumentous, not just because it is so different, but because it seems like so much of the show (and this season in particular) has led up to it. "Share the wonders I've seen", indeed.
I'm so bad at being reactionary sometimes. Everything with John and Aeryn, separate and apart, was pitch perfect. The scenes with John's sister - they felt so realistic. It's uncanny. The clash of the absolutely bizarre side of the universe I (and John) have grown so familiar with, thrown straight up against the normalcy of Earth, was almost too much.
And oh, gosh. It was so easy for me to finish his sentence: "What I've seen, what I've done... what's been done to me." The fact that he doesn't want to tell his father any of it, and tries to brush it off when Olivia questions "What, is it bad?" My heart was constricting all over the place. How do you tell your family that you've been hunted, branded, tortured, mentally mutilated, and emotionally broken over and over again for the past three and a half years? How do you explain that you've transformed from a good-ol'-boy pacifist into a battle-hardened space rogue - totin' a pulse pistol named Winona, and wanted in every region of the Uncharted Territories?
Hee, part of me was so pleased when Aeryn chose her leather over the Earth clothes Olivia was providing her. If I had an excuse to wear an outfit like that every day, pssh. I'd keep it too. But ah, Aeryn. How ironic is it that she appears the naive innocent, when talking with Caroline? I love the reversal that's taken place here, with her trying to win Crichton back, when for so long it's been John trying to break down Aeryn's barriers. I feel the girl's confusion, and displacement.
And talking about this all makes me want to go watch Twice Shy stat, so I think I shall. Hmm, this is more spammy than I've been in months. Hey; it's my last night of peace and quiet... the boys get in from the backcountry tomorrow. Must take advantage!
*runs off*
Though maybe that's unfair to say, since so much of it takes place on Earth, which is not typical - and therefore not a good indicator of the show's true nature and brilliance. But the outstanding aspects of this ep have less to do with its setting, and more to do with the writers - who have managed to compact so much of what the show's about into a 45-minute piece of near-poetry (save all the Grayza nonsense) - and the actors, specifically Ben Browder and Claudia Black.
Frell, where do I even begin? This episode feels monumentous, not just because it is so different, but because it seems like so much of the show (and this season in particular) has led up to it. "Share the wonders I've seen", indeed.
I'm so bad at being reactionary sometimes. Everything with John and Aeryn, separate and apart, was pitch perfect. The scenes with John's sister - they felt so realistic. It's uncanny. The clash of the absolutely bizarre side of the universe I (and John) have grown so familiar with, thrown straight up against the normalcy of Earth, was almost too much.
And oh, gosh. It was so easy for me to finish his sentence: "What I've seen, what I've done... what's been done to me." The fact that he doesn't want to tell his father any of it, and tries to brush it off when Olivia questions "What, is it bad?" My heart was constricting all over the place. How do you tell your family that you've been hunted, branded, tortured, mentally mutilated, and emotionally broken over and over again for the past three and a half years? How do you explain that you've transformed from a good-ol'-boy pacifist into a battle-hardened space rogue - totin' a pulse pistol named Winona, and wanted in every region of the Uncharted Territories?
Hee, part of me was so pleased when Aeryn chose her leather over the Earth clothes Olivia was providing her. If I had an excuse to wear an outfit like that every day, pssh. I'd keep it too. But ah, Aeryn. How ironic is it that she appears the naive innocent, when talking with Caroline? I love the reversal that's taken place here, with her trying to win Crichton back, when for so long it's been John trying to break down Aeryn's barriers. I feel the girl's confusion, and displacement.
And talking about this all makes me want to go watch Twice Shy stat, so I think I shall. Hmm, this is more spammy than I've been in months. Hey; it's my last night of peace and quiet... the boys get in from the backcountry tomorrow. Must take advantage!
*runs off*