Saturday, May 9, 2009

Dollhouse: Omega

"I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end" is a phrase from the Book of Revelation and is meant to denote the one god.  It comes, of course, from the Greek alphabet in which Alpha is the beginning and Omega is the end.  Whedon played with those themes in tonight's season (and maybe series) finale of Dollhouse.

Spoilers over the fold.

Alpha of course is the Alan Tudyk character we met last week, the doll gone haywire who slashes people's faces and who has abducted Echo.  It turns out that Alpha was accidentally imprinted with 48 different personalities, the personality of every imprint he ever used when he was a doll. It also turns out that the "real" Alpha had the personality of a serial killer.  Alpha's plan is to imprint Echo with every personality she has ever assumed and turn her into someone just like him.  He is Alpha, she will be Omega, together they will be a god or gods.   But while Alpha is excited for their beginning, it turns out that Echo sees herself as the end of Alpha.  She tries to take him out, but she doesn't succeed.

I liked this episode but not as much as last week's episode. It was a good season finale but it was uneven, brilliant in places and with gaping holes in others.  I got the feeling that they ran out of time and had to cut some scenes.  I certainly could have used a scene in which Boyd convinces Ballard that they have to return Echo to the Dollhouse at the end.  Maybe they never wrote it but I could have used it.  Or at least some scene to set us up for Ballard going to work for the Dollhouse.  Maybe that was supposed to be a shocking moment, but I just found it confusing and thought I missed something.

Tim Minear wrote and directed this episode and I think it is interesting to compare this episode with Jane Espenson's episode from last week.   I liked last week's episode better, it seemed to flow better.  The violence in last week's episode was shocking; the violence in this week's episode seemed designed to shock but mostly didn't.  It just made me want to change the channel.  Perhaps the problem is that I don't like violence in film, I've never actually seen the movies Bonnie and Clyde or Natural Born Killers and you couldn't pay me money to sit through either of them.   And while the standards of network television limit the violence, Minear was certainly going for that effect.  At one point I just thought ... ugh, men.    And what I meant was that male writers and directors often rely too much on visuals including violence instead of tight storytelling.

But there were parts that I thought were brilliant. At one point Alpha imprints the personality of the original Caroline on an innocent bystander that they have abducted and Caroline is confronted with herself in the wrong body looking at her own body (Echo) inhabited by someone else.  It also introduced an interesting twist in the plot line about Caroline because when Echo decides that the Caroline personality needs to come back to its own body and be free, Caroline declines because she signed a contract and is going to live up to it.  There follows my favorite line when Echo says: "I have 38 brains and not one of them thinks you can sign a contract to be a slave, especially now that we have a black President."  And Caroline says "We have a black president?" 

There are so many things to talk about with this episode.  Mostly why on earth Ballard chose to go work for the Dollhouse at the end.  Perhaps its because I never liked Miracle Laurie's portrayal of the Mellie character and never really liked Penikett as Ballard, but their whole relationship never rang true to me so the idea that Ballard would go work for the Dollhouse (would sell his soul, so to speak) in return for freeing November and canceling her contract just didn't ring true to me.  Even the idea that he wanted to hunt down Alpha didn't work.  He could have done that on his own.  And the idea that he would want to keep an eye on Echo doesn't work.  He is appalled by her slavery; he shouldn't buy into any idea of assisting the slavedrivers.  This decision was so confusing and so out of character that it didn't even really shock me.  I just thought it was poor writing. 

Did anyone else like the Echo with 38 personalities the best of all the various Echo's we have seen this season?  Dushku handled it well.  I'm not a big Eliza Dushku fan but she hasn't annoyed me in this role. I think it is an enormously challenging role to change personalities within episodes and between episodes with very little repetition or chance to build a character.  Sure it would be nice to see an actress of the caliber of Meryl Streep do this role, but I'm ok with Dushku now that the rest of the ensemble is getting equal time.  I liked this composite personality and for the first time I felt sad when she was wiped.  I know all those personalities would probably have driven her literally insane but still ... I felt let down when she went back to being a wiped doll even if she did remember "Caroline."  

And did anyone else think that Ashley Johnson was a much more likeable Caroline than Eliza Dushku was?   I don't think it was the way the character was written, I think it was the softness of the actress.  Her voice, her visual image, the way she approached it.   I don't necessarily think this is a good thing or that they should have cast someone different, I just think its interesting that words coming out of the mouths of different looking and sounding people can have a different effect on the listener.  We are more than our thoughts, we are judged by how we look and sound and by our manner.  Unfair perhaps.

I also think Amy Acker was great in this episode in which she is officially disclosed to the audience as Whiskey (Jen you were right), an active who was "a bad influence" on Alpha but who is now imprinted with "Dr. Saunders."  Her portrayal of her slow realization that she is a doll was perfect.    

But despite the periodic brilliance in the episode, there were odd holes.  First, does it not seem odd that Dollhouse doesn't have offsite backup like most businesses do?   Why does DeWitt need Ballard to help find Echo when she could just imprint an FBI agent personality on an active?  How on earth could Alpha create a "chair" that works perfectly no matter how brilliant he is (I think this goes to prove that he was imprinted with Topher at one point but why don't they tell us)?  And didn't they tell us in one episode that putting someone in the chair who hadn't been wiped would kill them?   Or at least not work?   Why did DeWitt disclose to Ballard that The Rossum Corporation was behind Dollhouse? And why does the county not secure that power plant?  This is the third time it's been used as a lair.

From an ongoing plot point of view, there are lots of things to discuss. Why did Topher and DeWitt lie to Ballard about the progression of Alpha's disintegration?  Did the fact that the "crime spree'" client revealed to Alpha that he wasn't real, that the situation wasn't real and that Whiskey wasn't really his girlfriend result in the disintegration?  Or was it already starting?  And why do Topher and DeWitt lead Ballard to believe that it was the imprint of the multiple personalities (one of which is a multiple personality) onto Alpha that caused the problem?  There was already a problem.  Alpha slashed Whiskey's face before that happened.  Alpha became obsessed with Echo before that happened. Alpha was in the chair at the time of the incident because he was disintegrating. 

And when the dolls sign their contracts do they know what their bodies will be used for?  I wasn't clear if they did know or if they just thought they would be living in a spa like environment being pampered but a bit brain dead or if they knew what they would be used for.  Echo (who makes it clear she understands that spa life is better than lair life) doesn't get an answer out of Caroline on that issue (or any other issue).

And is Whiskey's contract up but they just won't release her because they DIDN'T take care of her and her face is slashed?  Or will she eventually be released?  I also felt like there was something missing in the explanation of why Alpha slashed Whiskey; or maybe it was a lack of understanding of why Alpha became obsessed with Echo.  (And by the way, how did Alpha get the college video yearbook of Caroline to send Ballard earlier in the season?)

If there is a season next year, it will be interesting to see how Whiskey's awareness of her doll status impacts her.  Another thing that would be interesting is for Whedon to explore the impact on Victor of the slashed face.   He can no longer be "his best" but why does your best require you to have a perfect face (a similar question as to why are words coming out of Ashley Johnson's mouth more likeable than when the character is played by Eliza Dushku.  How does physical image impact the effect of the words you say and actions you do.)   

Alan Tudyk again stole the show.  Amidst all of the mediocre actors that Whedon often surrounds himself with he will occasionally happen upon an incredible actor and Tudyk has turned out to be one of them.

On a macro level I feel like I finally got this show.  Finally.  And watching Alpha helped.  Whedon (not uniquely) likes to create a Big Bad for a show, but he likes to create the Big Bad on two levels:  the personal and the institutional.  Buffy never just fought individual Big Bads (even when she fought The First). Buffy fought the alternate demon dimension that was a Big Bad and we knew if she couldn't defeat its representatives then our world would be overcome by it.  Human beings as we know them would cease to exist and would just be shells inhabited by demons. The Hell Mouth was the specific structure by which the danger emerged, but closing the Hell Mouth at Sunnydale did not mean that the evil was entirely defeated.  It was still there, it had simply lost it biggest and best outlet.  So the end of Buffy was a victory but we knew it wasn't an ultimate victory.

In this series, the Dollhouse is the outlet for the underlying evil of what people will do to other people:  enslave them, prostitute them, use them as objects, feed their vanity for profit, etc.   But most importantly  the Dollhouse was created by people who think it is ok remove an individual personality so that the body alone remains as shell to be inhabited by others.  As Alpha said, it doesn't matter what body you are in. Until tonight's episode when Caroline confronted her own body (and Echo as the body confronted Caroline and asked how Caroline could have abandoned her), I never really got how the dangers of the Dollhouse are so similar to the dangers of the demons in Buffy.  (I felt like Echo when she arose from the chair in Bride of Frankenstein mode and announced that now she understood everything.)  It is such a similar concept, that humanity itself is threatened once this can be done on a large scale just as humanity was threatened if the Hell Mouth opened and the demons could take over bodies. And just as there were multiple Hell Mouths, there are multiple Dollhouses.  Defeating one Dollhouse won't defeat the ultimate evil, it will just arise somewhere else.  But you have to start somewhere and bringing down this Dollhouse is somewhere.

And, maybe its just me, but the danger Whedon envisions in Dollhouse seems so much more frightening than the danger of Buffy because I know demons are a myth but, as a fan of Star Trek (and Firefly), I often like to believe that the technology in science-fiction television could come true some day.

Whedon, however, knows that viewers need more than a conceptual evil, they need a character to be the Big Bad. That was a problem during the early hours of Dollhouse.  We all agreed that the concept behind the Dollhouse was bad but we had no individual who symbolized the evil behind the Dollhouse.  The people who work at the Dollhouse aren't particularly likeable but they also aren't Big Bads.  One gets the feeling that if an agency for good showed up who could use their talents to the utmost and pay them exorbitant sums of money, they would be just as willing to work for good.  They are cogs in the machine and the only question is which machine they are going to work for. 

So  we had no Big Bad to latch onto through most of the season. Whedon had Alpha lurking in the background during the season and we didn't know what to make of him because we never saw him and the only opinions we had on him came from characters we didn't trust.

Then he appeared and Alan Tudyk took what the writers gave him and created an outstanding Big Bad who (if the series is renewed) should be an amazing Big Bad all next season.  I think it was a stroke of brilliance for the writers to have created an Alpha who started out with a real personality that was a potential serial killer.  That takes away most of the sympathy we the audience would have with him.  There is no thought of "Oh, if he could only get back to his real personality everything will be fine."  No.  It won't.  Alpha is now "the one who needs to be destroyed."  

But in true Whedon fashion, Alpha is the red herring.  An amazingly fun red herring, but still a red herring. Because we still don't know who the real Big Bad behind the entire concept of the Dollhouse is.  

So when do we find out the answers to all our questions?  My guess is never.  I don't see Fox renewing this show.  Does it deserve renewal?  From an artistic point of view, yes.  I would not have said that at episode five of the season, but Whedon turned it around and created something compelling starting with episode six.  The last six episodes contained outstanding writing, directing and acting (mostly). I certainly hope it will be renewed, but shows don't get renewed on artistic merit alone and the ratings for Dollhouse are in the tank. 

Television is a business and the business model of network television just will not support carrying a show that few people are watching.  That's just reality.  I suspect that the only reason this show is not already canceled is because Fox thought it made financial marketing sense to wait.  Fox knows that Whedon is a talent with a big fan base and business acumen tells them not to burn bridges.  They already angered that fan base when they canceled Firefly (a much stronger show out of the gate) mid-season.  All Whedon fans went into this season of Dollhouse certain that Fox would pull the plug after only a few episodes without "giving it a chance".  By waiting until the end of the season they can say they gave it a chance.   And, truthfully, I would not hold it against them if they canceled this for pure financial reasons.  I'm a pragmatist. 

They can only renew if they have a plan for turning the ratings around.  And it is really hard to see how they turn the ratings around on this show.  Moving it to a night other than Friday would help but it is a show with inherent problems no matter what night it is on.  The concept is troubling, the changing personalities of the "dolls" make it hard for newcomers to attach to characters, and the plot is ... convoluted.   They could possibly overcome the last problem but it would take effort. Showing the show again over the summer wouldn't help because all the new viewers (and 'second chance' viewers) will get stuck in the weeds of the first five episodes just like the original viewers did.  Even many long time Whedon fans gave up on this show during the first five episodes.

But Fox has solved the convoluted plot problem before, for instance when it ran X-Files. I remember I got hooked on X-Files, which I didn't watch the first season, when I stumbled upon an hour long pre-season "summary show" and understood the story and the mythology enough that I checked out the series.  With the advent of hulu this might work for Dollhouse.  Might.  Fox could show the summary show a few times at the end of summer, put it on hulu and not take it down the entire season and then advertise it during those hulu commercials they show (by the way did anyone else think those commercials were a tad creepy in the context of the Dollhouse premise?  creepy in a good way I mean.)  That's the only idea I can come up with to try to save it, and even then they might only get back the hard core Whedon fans that abandoned the show.  Because the first two problems are still with us.  It would be a big risk for Fox to commit to another season even with that kind of plan.  I hope they will, but I just don't see them doing it.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Graphic

This week's question at Booking Through Thursday is this:

Last Saturday (May 2nd) is Free Comic Book Day! In celebration of comics and graphic novels, some suggestions:

- Do you read graphic novels/comics? Why do/don’t you enjoy them?
- How would you describe the difference between “graphic novel” and “comic”? Is there a difference at all?
- Say you have a friend who’s never encountered graphic novels. Recommend some titles you consider landmark/”canonical”.

I don't think I've ever read a graphic novel.  When I was a kid I read comic books.  In fact, according to my parents, in fifth grade I got in trouble for reading comic books in class.  I must have gotten it from some other kid in my class because I don't remember ever buying a comic book.   And the truth is that I don't remember reading comic books in class in fifth grade.  I remember playing hangman with my friend Carol and being bored to death because our teacher was so bad.  That was the year I got and "A" in most every subject (except probably gym class) and a "D" in effort.  Hence the parent/teacher conference about the alleged comic books.   But I digress ...

I have nothing against comics, comic books or (I suppose) graphic novels.  And if someone wants to recommend one I might put it on the list of things to be read. 

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Sunshine Cleaning

I thought it was going to be a comedy. It was billed as a comedy. The previews were funny. And, truth be told, parts of it were funny. But it was really one of those slice of life dramas in which the characters experience the absurdities of life and they (and you) just have to laugh. That's not the same thing as a comedy. And I wanted a comedy.

But I enjoyed it anyway, up to a point. And that's saying something.

Sunshine Cleaning, with Amy Adams, Emily Blunt and Alan Arkin is a decent film that doesn't quite go anywhere but that's ok. Amy Adams plays Rose, the former head cheerleader who didn't marry her quarterback-turned-police-detective boyfriend but she had his child and still fools around with him in cheap motels. To support herself and her now elementary-school-aged son, Oscar, she cleans houses and dreams of getting her real estate license.

Her younger sister Norah (Emily Blunt) has trouble holding down a job but she does baby sit Oscar on the nights Rose is out. Norah still lives at home with dad, Alan Arkin, who seems to have now been typecast in the crochety and eccentric but loveable old man roles. Or maybe that it just seems that way because this film was produced by the same people who brought us Little Miss Sunshine.

When Rose learns that she can make good money by starting her own business cleaning up crime scenes she talks Norah into working with her and a series of vignettes ensue as the sisters clean up varying degrees of disgusting crime scenes. It is a journey for the two sisters and they each learn things about themselves and each other along the way.

Amy Adams must be exhausted. Since 2007 she has starred in Enchanted, Charlie Wilson's War, Miss Pettigrew Lives for the Day, Doubt, and now Sunshine Cleaning. She will be in the new Night at the Museum which opens soon. And in August her film with Meryl Streep (her second), Julie and Julia, will open. That's a lot of films to do in a few short years. And she was great in all of them, including this one. She brings a sincerity to her roles that makes me believe completely in whoever she is playing.

This is the first writing credit for Megan Holley and it had the feel of a first time script from someone with a lot of potential. It was a good premise and some of the scenes were really well done - either funny or poignant. But unlike, for instance, the characters in Juno, the eccentricities of these characters sometimes seemed drawn for effect rather than to arise naturally. Norah, for instance, at times seemed to be created as a foil for Rose and bordered on caricature. On the other hand, the subplot between Norah and Lynn, the daughter of one of the victims Norah and Rose have cleaned up after, could have been an entire movie if it had been fleshed out.

This film was written by a woman and directed by another woman, Christine Jeffs, who has only a couple of other films to her credit. It is a story about a woman trying to find herself and make a place for herself in this world. I'm glad I saw it. But I was really in the mood for more of a comedy.

Here's the trailer:

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Derecho

A Yahoo News headline about the bad weather in the southern states  caught my eye today. It included a link to find out what a 'derecho' is. I didn't need to click it,  but I did  anyway and boy did it bring back memories. 

Derecho

"... a widespread and long lived windstorm that is associated with a band of rapidly moving showers or thunderstorms."

Three years ago I didn't know the word derecho.  I knew what a tornado was, of course.  You can't grow up in the midwest and not be familiar with tornados. 

Midwesterners treat the possibility of tornados with an odd combination of deep respect and offhandedness.  A Midwesterner can walk outside and "feel" that its tornado weather.  And when the sky starts turning a particular shade of green, a Midwesterner starts to look for shelter even if no one has told her to.  On the other hand, it is possible for the tornado sirens to be blaring away and for people on the streets to be paying no attention.  A look at the sky, a sniff of the air.  It can tell you that the bad weather isn't near you.

Tornado sirens go off over the entire city, but the city is a big place.  A few times in my life a tornado has touched down in the northern part of the city while we in the southern part enjoyed nothing more than a rain shower.  I recall one day walking into the St. Louis County Administrative building only to be told by the guard that I either needed to leave or go to the basement.  Didn't I hear the tornado warnings, he asked?  Well.  Yeah.  But there was no bad weather within miles.  I could see that and feel that.  St. Louis County, however, treats EVERY tornado warning like the warning it is (which is only right).  So I went to the basement with the county workers, the sheriff's department and a bride and groom who were on their way to the courts to get married.  We hung out for about 20 minutes until the all clear sounded and then moved on about our business.  I don't recall anyone being the least bit nervous.

When I was a kid the tornado sirens were the old World War II air raid sirens. They hung on the telephone polls and when they went off they started off slowly, beginning with a deep bass and whirring slowly to a steady baritone.  There was one about 100 yards from our house and that sucker was LOUD.  You couldn't miss it when it went off.  We always went to the basement - although sometimes if my mom wasn't home we'd stand in the garage with my dad watching the weather get nearer until he'd say "it's time".  Then we'd head downstairs.  It was a real pain when they went off in the night, waking us from a sound sleep.  But better safe than sorry.   Now they have newer sirens but I think they are harder to hear and although I've always woken in the night when they go off I sometimes fear that some night I'll sleep through them.

But the day we experienced the derecho?  We had no warning.  None whatsoever.

It was three years ago.  July 19, 2006. 

It was a hot day.  A really hot day.   A St. Louis heat wave day.  It had been a year of bad weather.  I remember going to the basement in the middle of the night a couple of times that spring and summer.  But that day was sunny and clear but very, very hot. I remember that when I left my office in mid-county I could tell that they were getting some weather to the north of the city, I could see it in my rear view mirror as I drove south.  But overhead it was clear.  

I got home from work about 6:30 and changed and ate something.  Then I went upstairs to my office and was straightening up some things. It was maybe about 7:30 by this time.  It was still quite light out, in July it stays light until almost 9:00. I was thinking I should turn on the radio and listen to the Cardinals game; they were playing the Braves that night.  They were in the new stadium that year. 

My home office windows face south and east.  To the south the view was blue sky and the beginning of a golden evening light.  To the east it was also blue sky.  I don't remember now why I went into my guest bedroom but I did.  It has a window that faces north and I could see really dark clouds far to the north.  I didn't give it much thought.  They were moving fast but they were northeast of me.  Weather here moves from west to east, sometimes from north to south, often from south to north but NEVER from east to west.  These clouds were already moving into the northeast so they were passing us by. 

About ten minutes later I went back into that room for something, looked out the window and did a double take.  Was the storm moving towards me?  That didn't seem possible.  For that to happen, a storm that had been heading east would have to stop, change direction and start to come in from the northeast.  How likely was that?  Not very. But I stood at the window and watched.  It was moving fast, a wall of dark clouds, deep dark gray and some almost black.  And yes it WAS headed my way.  The storm had turned. 

Well, that was weird.

But there were no tornado sirens going off.  I went back to my office, flipped on the TV and flipped around stations, but  I couldn't even find a T-Storm warning.   I headed back to the other room.  Good grief that storm was moving fast.  Really fast.  It was now over the near northern part of the city heading southwest and it was massive.  The wind in front of it was starting to blow a little but the sky was bright blue where I was. 

I stood at my second floor window and watched it roll in, watched the wind start to swirl debris around, watched the wind start to blow the trees in my back yard.  The old flowering crab that was half dead looked like it might fall over.  My wooden fence was starting to sway back and forth.  I began to wonder if it would make it through the storm intact.  The branches on the old soft maple trees were now whipping back and forth and the black clouds were only a mile or so away. 

It's weird that there are no tornado warnings, I thought.  And then suddenly I thought - what the hell are you doing standing in front of this glass window in winds like these (it's the flying glass and debris that will kill you in a tornado).   I walked away and thought, maybe I should go to the basement.  But there were NO tornado sirens going off.  I (stupidly) went back to the window and looked out.  The wind was now, if possible, blowing even harder and I thought to myself, that crab tree is going to be uprooted and the wind is going to bring it right into this house.  Get the HELL away from the window.

The sky wasn't green, there was no tornado "weather" smell and there were no tornado sirens.  But I flew down two flights of stairs to the basement, stopping only to grab my sneakers on the way down (you should always wear shoes during a storm so you don't step on broken glass) and my little portable black and white TV.  My basement isn't the most comfortable place to cower during a storm, there isn't any comfortable furniture down there, but there is a radio and flashlights.  But I wouldn't have been comfortable even if there had been furniture.  

I turned on the little TV and finally (FINALLY) the weather people were on telling everyone to take shelter as fast as possible.  But there was still no tornado warning. 

I had an old-style glass basement window on the north side of the basement and I realized I needed to be as far away from it as possible.   I could hear the wind getting even louder.  How was that possible when THERE WERE NO TORNADO SIRENS?  I finally decided to open the door to my walk-in cedar closet and stand in it.  In a tornado you should always go to an enclosed space with no windows  and that was the best I could do in case the storm blew out the basement windows.  I've never done it before; I've never done it since. I stood in the cedar closet with the door not completely closed, listening to the storm.  I've never been as scared in a storm as I was right then. 

And then it was over.   The wind stopped.  I went upstairs and I could see blue sky peeping out in the north.  I'm not even sure if it rained, all I remember is the wind. 

I still had electricity.  For about 5 more minutes.  And then it was gone.    It was the largest power outage in our history, more than 1,200,000 residents were without power.  Some people didn't get power back for three weeks, all the while the temperature was hovering at about 100 degrees.  They called out the national guard to go door to door helping people.  You couldn't buy ice at any price.  People who had old fashioned phones that plug into the wall and don't need electricity were the only ones with phone service after the cell phone batteries lost their charges. I was lucky, my power was back in four days and my parents never lost power so I had a place to go that had air conditioning.

What the hell was it that went through that day?  It was like nothing we had ever seen before.  The weather people kept insisting it wasn't a tornado. But there had been 80-100 mph winds.  So what was it?

Finally they told us that it was a derecho.   I hope I never see another one in my lifetime.

Monday, May 4, 2009

!!!!!

It's not often that you see an entire article in The Guardian about punctuation, specifically about the exclamation point. Or, should I say, the exclamation point!

I used to never use exclamation points. Sr. Francis Xavier, my composition teacher in 7th and 8th grade, frowned on them when used inappropriately. And in her opinion they were seldom appropriate. I thought that was because I was being taught by an ancient nun. But apparently she had read

Fowler's Modern English Usage, in which it is maintained: "Except in poetry the exclamation mark should be used sparingly. Excessive use of exclamation marks in expository prose is a sure sign of an unpractised writer or of one who wants to add a spurious dash of sensation to something unsensational."

And if had doubted her, look at what these great novelists think about the exclamation point:

"Cut out all those exclamation marks," wrote F Scott Fitzgerald. "An exclamation mark is like laughing at your own jokes." It isn't actually. When one German starts a letter to another with "Lieber Franz!" they are merely obeying cultural norms, not laughing at their own jokes. Nor is chess notation, which teems with exclamation marks, especially funny. No matter. Elmore Leonard wrote of exclamation marks: "You are allowed no more than two or three per 100,000 words of prose." Which means, on average, an exclamation mark every book and a half. In the ninth book of Terry Pratchett's Discworld series, Eric, one of the characters insists that "Multiple exclamation marks are a sure sign of a diseased mind." In Maskerade, the 18th in the series, another character remarks: "And all those exclamation marks, you notice? Five? A sure sign of someone who wears his underpants on his head."

But ever since I started blogging I find myself using them all the time. Apparently I'm not alone. Since the dawn of the internet, everyone is using them. Everyone!

But why?

Before the 1970s, few manual typewriters were equipped with an exclamation mark key. Instead, if you wanted to express your unbridled joy at - ooh, I don't know - the budding loveliness of an early spring morning and gild the lily of your purple prose with an upbeat startler, you would have to type a full stop, then back space, push the shift key and type an apostrophe.

OMG!! I remember that. I feel so old.

Or maybe it's because so many of us on the tubes are women and we're expected to be friendly (or maybe we just are friendly). An exclamation point is a sign of friendliness. Or so they say. Whoever they are.

They also say the ellipses are making a comeback ...

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Dollhouse: Briar Rose

The sole writing credit on this episode belonged to Jane Espenson and she deserves the highest compliments for an episode that was everything a penultimate episode should be and for pulling together a complicated story line.

I liked everything about this episode beginning and ending with the performance of Alan Tudyk who really showed his range, starting with a fully realized depiction of an agaraphobic environmental consultant and ending with a maniac genius. Quite a switch from the likeable Wash from Firefly. The part was written beautifully with lots of funny (but not inappropriate) whedonesque lines ("Carrots! Medicinal carrots!"); but it was Tudyk's portrayal of the character that was amazing. I watched the episode twice because there was so much going on in that performance. When he and Ballard break into the Dollhouse and start running into people, including Topher but also other dolls, Tudyk's performance is blindingly brilliant. Even though I suspected he was Alpha before the episode started I was taken in by his character as Kepler and all the reasons why Kepler might cower (and at the same time not show his face). And the fact that he could make the switch in personalities so seamlessly was brilliant. When he, as Alpha, slashed Victor's face, it was a total shock.

The episode played off the old fairy tale story Briar Rose. This is the story of Sleeping Beauty but Briar Rose was the name that the brothers Grimm gave to the story. I think it was appropriate to use the Grimm name because Sleeping Beauty has become associated with the Disneyfied version of the tale while the Grimm story retains the original grit that is appropriate to Dollhouse. I liked what Espenson did with it and the balance she struck. She managed to put enough surprises in the story that it balanced out the metaphorical nature of the plot; a lesser writer would have screwed it up.

One of the things I particularly liked about the way the episode was constructed was the voice-over of young Susan reading the portion of the fairy story about the prince while we are watching "Keplar" and Ballard break into the Dollhouse. And of course we are meant to associate the rescuing prince with Ballard but it is really Alpha who is going to do the "rescue" and be the prince. I continue to think about the line that the adult Susan says to young Susan about how Briar Rose dreamed the prince and she made him and she made him fight to get her out. I'm not completely sure where Espenson was going with that but I feel that it was important not just for this episode but for the next (and perhaps future) episodes.

So Alpha (the dangerous, deranged Alpha) rescues Echo. But not, apparently, Caroline. What personality did he imprint on Echo? From the small bits I saw and the previews from next week, she seems to be a Bonnie Parker type of character. Which should be interesting.

To me the best performance of the entire show by a regular cast member was by Enver Gjokaj who was imprinted with, and as an actor turned himself into, Reed Diamond's Dominic character. The moment when Dominic realizes he is in another body was an inspired bit of acting by Gjokaj. And I kept wondering if they were really using Reed Diamond's voice - but I think not. I think that really was Gjokaj doing Reed Diamond.

And with all that - I still think Penikett is miscast as Ballard and I still think Miracle Laurie can't act. But fortunately that didn't matter to me in this episode. The scene where Ballard leaves her takes place at the beginning and I could forget about it through the rest of the episode. But I can see the parallels that Espenson was trying to achieve between adult Susan's story ("every time someone calls me a victim I think it's a lie") and how Mellie feels when Paul leaves her.

Where does the story go? We can discuss. Let me just say that I found the conversation between Alpha and the Doctor interestingly ambiguous. I also found the dialog between DeWitt and Ballard equally interesting. Hopefully it will be cleared up in the next episode.

The one plot point I didn't understand is how Ballard knew that the dolls were so docile in their doll state that he could just stand there until one passed by and ask him to "come this way."

Special note to FamilyMan: They used "the phone is found in the freezer" bit.

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