Okay, I love the snow. Like, a lot. When other people look out the window, see snow, and groan, I am the one going =DDDD. But it is freaking April. As in Spring. As in, those famous showers that lead to flowers? Are of the rain sort, not its frozen cousin.
I hate this town.
Moving on, I am going to give some random cumulative thoughts on Joss Whedon shows. Since I’m, like, totally qualified to do that now.
As of right now, Dollhouse is my favorite. This is a biased view, and I am well aware of it. Its base level of quality is bolstered by the fact that I watched much of it as it aired. I was engaged in the story. I speculated on the future plot. I hunted down spoilers and promo pictures. I flailed at people and made them watch it with me. I endured the heartbreak of seeing it get canceled in real time. That results in a certain kind of fondness and affection that’s hard to match through DVD marathoning. Also, Dollhouse had a lot of people who didn’t watch the show (and some who did) loudly proclaiming that it sucked, which kind of makes me go on the defensive in a very, “Shh, don’t listen to them, baby. Our love is beautiful and real,” kind of way.
So yeah, it’s my personal favorite at the moment. This may change over time. Who knows?
Firefly, I think, is objectively his best show. Certain people will maul me for saying this, but it benefited in that respect from its short run. Most shows either take a little while to hit their stride or start impossibly strong and then lose steam. Assuming it wasn’t one of the rare few that don’t do either, Firefly was definitely in the latter category. The short run didn’t allow much time for filler, because we were still learning about these characters and the world they live in. That’s not to say I don’t wish it had gotten a chance to keep being amazing, but I’m pretty satisfied with what we got. Of course, I didn’t watch Firefly while it aired, so my Fox-related bitterness is relatively low for this one.
I still need time and a rewatch to fully process Buffy and Angel, but here’s where I stand at the moment: Taken as an entire series, Angel is a bit better than Buffy. As in, it had more consistency to the quality of its episodes throughout, and the bad ones are well-balanced by the stellar ones. However, Buffy had moments and episodes and arcs that completely blow Angel out of the water. Again, Angel benefits from a shorter run, while there are clearly times in Buffy when the show is suffering a bit from series fatigue. It’s harder to keep a strong story going for seven seasons than it is for five, so you have to give Buffy a bit of leeway there.
There’s also the fact that Buffy is a cultural behemoth. Boy, has that show shaped the slang of its generation or what? Watching Buffy was a linguistic revelation. This is not like watching Firefly and finally figuring out what that “today I was pompous and my sister was crazy” icon that made me laugh a couple years ago was all about. This show originated words and phrases and ways of talking I hear in everyday life. I’ve picked up slang from this show without ever seeing an episode. It’s crazy. And awesome.
Seriously, who knew that’s where “insane troll logic” came from?