| Montana, Fame, and Angel |
[Dec. 6th, 2009|07:03 am] |
First, via shrewreader this lovely story.
I've been watching more TV in the evenings when my hands quit on me (sometimes the quit means I can't even hold a book for long); last night I watched Almost Famous, which I thoroughly enjoyed. For those of us young and on the edge of the music scene in 1973, so much of this film resonated with verisimilitude. The tension between journalist and band--truth and seeming--what people want to read and privacy--was handled nicely, though the film lightly skimmed over the issue of fame. It touched on the warped reality of fame, which can trick the unwary into thinking that the rules no long apply. But it skimmed the issue of creativity, and the fact that the white fire is not controllable any more than lightning is, and so the young musicians would try anything—any drug or guru or quick-fix superstition—to tame it.
I watched that because I'm within two eps of finishing ANGEL, fifth season. I am considering not watching the rest, because I strongly suspect that my vision of how it should go will not match how it does (though I know about the very last scene, having been spoiled multiple times, and I had looked forward to that, actually).
There will be spoilers below.
Buffy and Angel are among the better things I've seen on TV, despite some jaw dropping moments. Series TV is written and shot on the run, they have to deal with all kinds of issues that blindside them, and they can blindside themselves, at least as much as one can believe the commentary on episodes. (I've gone back and listened to a lot of these.)
In Buffy, the early days were constrained to monster of the week plots, but more than that, the trappings of Christian mythology (often utterly ripped from context, with a sometimes painful lack of awareness of historical and cultural b.g.) imposed on a secular world, sometimes with risible effect. Later on, when the makers reinvented mystical magic (AKA Handwavium) they had a lot more freedom to get into all types of magic--dimensions--death--souls--within an agnostic framework, with rare glimpses of the possibility of the numinous. (And I note much of the same worldbuilding, even language, when I watched SUPERNATURAL season four, and wondered if Ben Edlund had brought all that over from ANGEL.)
But what really made the two shows great was when the makers could rip free of the constraints of episodic TV, that is contained plots that basically left the viewer roughly where he or she started. Season four was one long continuous arc, which was good--could have been terrific--individual eps were terrific, but overall? I'll get there. The greatness was in the characters, and how they developed and changed, how they began with distinct personalities, often superficial. Their experiences changed them. Take Wesley Wyndham-Price, the British stuffed-shirt, comically incompetent watcher, and compare him to the Wesley working through the night with a apparently calm countenance, but when one of his underlings makes a careless ref to not working on solving Fred's problem, Wesley pulls a pistol from a drawer and shoots the guy in the leg, orders his secretary to report anyone else not on the job, and goes back to work, leaving the guy lying there whimpering in pain. It's not just the violence, but the fact that his aim is so good, that caused me to sit back and whoa.
The blend of comedy with horror, drama with quiet, intense personal moments, all woven into splashy action and supernatural razzle-dazzle, I just love that.
So why am I avoiding the last two eps of Angel? Others might disagree, of course--tastes differ--but where the show dropped the ball most seriously for me was with Cordelia's arc in season four. It's weird, it was almost like a Samson thing was going on . . . almost the episode where Cordy got that horrible haircut that aged her about twenty years, her acting, her lines, became stiff and humorless. It was like a soap opera character had been stuck in the show--she didn't interact with anyone, she just uttered cliches at them. During the fights she mostly stood off to the side--though occasionally she reacted. The romance with Connor was painful to watch, though it was well set up, but the acting, the ridiculous things she said were straight soap. Until then she was one of the best characters, and talk about change! Her highpoint was when she faced down the evil Lilah in a verbal bullet-spray about shoes. (That and her awesome return for the 100th ep.)
So the big reveal is that a monster got inside her and created evil!Cordy. Okay, I could buy that for the evolving storyline, though my pleasure--and my trust--had faltered. Then at the end of "Smile Time" Fred and Wes finally hook up, and I'm utterly back on board. I loved Fred--yeah, she's gorgeous, but within the definitions of TV normal, she's a brown haired, brown eyed, no figure science geek, but everyone loves her--with an interesting spectrum of loves. So what happens? We get yet another monster-inside-the-main female, and this one a drop dead boring cliche. We've already been there with every aspect of Illyria, the story not only stops when her bits are on the screen, they leach the tension out of the insidious battle with Wolfram & Hart from the inside, reminding me that I'm watching a TV show based on a ridiculous premise, and instead of wit versus wit and the moral conflict, scenes are stitched together by a lot of fights in their practice arena while Illyria throws people through walls. Ho hum. Why couldn't Fred have developed mystical superpowers which would strain the relationship, if the makers couldn't deal with a happily ever after? Or why couldn't they launch straight from Fred's death into armegeddon? There's a definite feel of falter after the cast and crew found out the show had been cancelled; the "go to Italy in seach of Buffy" ep had a couple of good lines, but most of it is painful because it feels unmoored.
Well, that kind of speculation is tedious. I'm done with Whedon shows (already seen and loved Firefly, and refuse to have anything to do with Dollhouse) so I think I'll see what Whedon-inspired shows are doing, besides Supernatural. Maybe True Blood next. |
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