Thursday, April 21, 2016

Lessons from Marvel's Agents of SHIELD

Lesson #1: If you want to look bad-ass, jump out of a mother-fucking plane.

The best speeches are the ones in front of open bay doors at 30,000 feet.

Lesson #2: If you want to look like a soul-less douchebag, keep helping the guy who just life sucked your daughter.

I will admit, evil struts better than good.

Lesson #3: NEVER assume your team will have anything having to do with Phil Coulson "taken care of quickly" unless your team contains at least two Avengers.  Maybe three.

Never go up against Phil Coulson.  It's only slightly less well known than "never go up against a Sicilian."

Lesson #4: There are never enough leather clad emergency rescue teams. 

 Cause SHIELD always rescues in style.

Lesson #5: Do not FUCK with Fitz.  That man is scary when he's cornered.

And then you go blind.

Lesson #6: It's totes adorbs when people become bilingual because they have a crush. 

 SOOOOO cute.

Lesson #7: Having a relationship between spies is really never gonna work.

Daisy, you vile betrayer.

Lesson #8: Relationships between SCIENTIST spies, however, IS THE BEST THING EVER.

 Squeeeeeeeeee!!!!


Sunday, April 10, 2016

Legends of Tomorrow: What Might Have Been

I'm about eight minutes into this week's LoT, and I'm suddenly struck with an overwhelming nostalgia for what this show could have been.

 So much wasted potential.

Let's pretend, for a moment, that we're starting this show from the beginning.  We start right away by establishing a slightly firmer concept of time and it's possibilities.  Establish that reality is fluid, and debunk the idea that the fourth dimension makes time immutable.  Establish some basic ground rules for how Rip Hunter--who was, after all, trained by the Time Lords--allows the team to interact with the past.  No crossing their own paths.  No careless time alterations.  They either sneak through the past or plan each expedition with thorough care, so as to keep their impact to a minimum.  Tech is only allowed off the ship if they're planning on direct conflict with Savage.

Suddenly, the show becomes MUCH more interesting.  We understand why the team isn't going to Central City, because Kendra was there and she CANNOT cross her time-line, and she HAS to be present in order for them to kill Savage.  Of course, it also means that they would have had to nix the whole "Stein as a student" plot, or change it vastly, but that would have been okay.  A lot about the show would change.  There would be more detecting and less random running around getting in trouble.  Everyone would be called on to use their actual skills--instead of silly clothing and future tech--in order to find out what they needed to know.

What would this show be like if the script treated the effects of their fuck-ups as real and lasting?  The long term fall-out might change them as the show goes on.  For instance, Snart could have successfully dissuaded his father from being a terrible person, and then he gets back on the ship and his personality fundamentally changes, because some of the events that caused him to be so bitter NEVER HAPPENED.  Wouldn't that be amazing?  And, not coincidentally, explain why he so rapidly is becoming a team player?  What if Stein had actually lost his wife due to their interference, and therefore became a more cynical, less hopeful version of himself, because it turns out that she was what kept his genius grounded in humanity?

And, with a grounding in reality and the potential consequences that the show currently lacks, it would become much darker.  I love a good laugh, but I cannot deny that the darkest of comics are generally the most compelling, because they aren't afraid to really lay the human psyche bare.

 What do we do when our heroes die?
Worse, what do we do when they fall?

It would be great.  Dark,but epic.

They could wrestle with REAL morality.  Real consequences, ones which they suffer along with the rest of the world.  Times where they have to consider the future, and the impact of each one of their actions, large or small.  Which brings us to this episode.  Savage is raising a blood-thirsty despot who is going to kill millions if not billions of people.  Does it really matter that he's a kid?  Or should they just save hundreds of millions of lives by killing him now?

Lennie isn't scared to call it like it is.

Maybe, maybe not.  But that's an interesting question.  It's one worth watching a show about.

I've paused the episode while I write this.  I haven't heard anything after Snart's line.  But I'm sure that they won't kill the kid.  In fact, I'm positive that most of the rest of the team will be horrified, and they'll come up with some Hail Mary way to try to change things without having to kill him.  And it's possible it will be mildly entertaining.

But it won't be nearly as good as What Might Have Been.

Now, back to what is.

Tiny Hitler and his Six Fearsome Goons.

omg.  This is the worst abduction plan ever.
Allow me to ennumerate all the reasons it sucks:
1) There are armed robots flying around shooting purse snatchers.  I think they'll notice Sarah plugging someone.
2) Did you just KILL A GUY to keep from killing someone else?  DOES THAT MAKE SOME SORT OF SENSE THAT I DON'T GET?
3) Oh, sure, no one is going to notice one of the scary men in black keeling over.  I'm sure all those people on the street just failed to see that.
4) Are we assuming the guards don't know each other?  Cause, you know, I'm not great with names, but if I was in a group of six people and one of them disappeared and got replaced by a bearded ginger, I WOULD NOTICE.

KAYLEE!!! KAYLEEE!!!! OH MY GOD IT'S KAYLEEE!!!!!!

I officially no longer care about anything else in this episode.

Ray, literature exists through time.  Using a famous character from a book that's a couple hundred years old is NOT a good way to throw off suspicion.  I mean, you'd double take if someone introduced themselves as Dr Frankenstein, right?

The face you make when you think you're a great-great-great-great grandfather.

Ummm... if removing the kid from the time-line won't stop things, then killing him won't stop it, either.  Like, that's just logic.  So, why are we back to plan A?

Seriously?  You couldn't wait until you were ON the train to explain?  Because you JUST SAID you were gonna miss the train.  And, you know, there's that psycho that's hunting you.

Way to goad the tyrannical despot, team.

These are the most incompetent time travelers EVER.  EV-ARH.  Of course they made things worse.  They ALWAYS make things worse.  But, more significantly, they don't seem to have any concept of making a viable plan and thoroughly vetting it before carrying it through.  THEY HAVE A TIME SHIP.  IT'S NOT LIKE THEY'RE IN A RUSH!!!

They should rename this show Legends of Incompetence

Friday, April 8, 2016

Legends of Tomorrow: Making My Shit List

Writers.

Writers.

YOU HAVE FAILED THIS SHOW.

Don't know what I'm angry about?  Lemme catch you up.

Snart:  The ladies will be left in 1958!

Jefferson:  What about Ray?

Snart:  Like I said.

So, seriously, fuck you LoT.  You just did a whole show about outdated notions.  How racism is wrong.  How sexism is wrong.  How homophobia is wrong.  Then what do you do?  You throw in a joke about how Ray is a girl.

Ha ha.  It's so funny.  What a wicked burn.  Because the best way to tease a man is by calling him a girl.

You are on my Shit List, LoT.

I'm so mad, you don't even get any pictures.


Shout Out to Agents of SHIELD

I'd just like to take a moment to applaud Agents of SHIELD, and their most recent treatment of time.  It felt a little bit like they were sticking their tongues out at the CW, and I'm totally cool with that.

Something terrible is going to happen.  I saw it.

Maybe we can stop it?

Yeah, maybe we can stop it?              Sure, we can totally stop it.



Guys, you can't stop it.

He's right guys.  It's science.

Uh... What?

Okay, look, this will be easier if I just rip off Flatland...


Let's say we only existed in two dimensions, represented here by a sheet of paper.  
As we moved through the paper stack it would seem to us as though only our current layer actually existed, when, in reality, the entire stack is there the whole time, we just can't perceive it.
 What Fitz is saying is that time is a fourth dimension, which we cannot truly perceive, and therefore we believe things change as we move through it, when in reality it is a solid and immutable whole.

Basically, he's saying Legend of Tomorrow can stuff it.



Thursday, April 7, 2016

Arrow: Another One Bites the Dust

So, I guess being Black Canary is basically like being the Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher.  Once you get the position, your days are numbered.

Maybe someone refused the job to Lord Voldemort.

Oh, I'm sorry.  Did you want me to be sad?  Allow me to take you on a brief emotional journey, which will sum up all the reasons I am TOTALLY NOT SAD.

Recall, if you will, how Laurel has basically been a non-entity all season.  She's been a walking, talking prop.  A plot device to drive Captain Lance into making poor life choices.  THAT'S IT.  Laurel has been BOOOOORING.  I'm pretty sure the only time I found her worth mentioning was when I was complaining that she probably needed to start eating more and lifting weights. 

 Such a breakable little person...

*I'm going to pause in my rant to mention that I do not blame the plot arc on the actress.  It's not Katie Cassidy's fault that the writers turned her into a pile of tasteless mush.*

And then--THEN--Olicity went bust.  And ALL OF A SUDDEN Laurel starts acting like a person again.  "Oh, Oliver, I'm here for you."  "Oh, Oliver, I just want you to be happy."  "Oh, Oliver, let me caress your bicep while I try to comfort you about your break-up."

 SO UNCOMFORTABLE

It was enough to make me slam my head on the table.  I found myself growling at the screen that they better not be going where I thought they were going.  I was about ready to spit nails when Oliver pulled that picture out of his pocket and said that Laurel was his home.

 Put that shit away, Oliver.

So, imagine my joy when I found out I was wrong!  They're not setting things up for Laurel to be the new woman!  They're trying to elicit some sort of emotional response when she dies!  OH THE RELIEF!

So I can't be sad.  I'm too busy doing a little happy dance that they're not pulling yet ANOTHER stupid romantic about face.

The most disappointing way to start a love story, EVER.
I love you.
Oh, it was a fake out.
No, no, I love you, and I mean it this time.

That being said, I do kind of wonder about who the next Black Canary will be.  Let's see.  The qualifications appear to be that you've dated Oliver before, and can pass as a blonde.  Hmmm... I wonder...

*whistles innocently*

Also, I want to take a moment to give tribute to my one spark of sadness.  Paul Blackthorne legitimately made me grieve with Captain Lance.  Boring or not, Quentin losing his daughter made me feel something.  Good for you, Paul.

A father in mourning.

So, yeah.  I'm ready for this move.  And I'm glad it probably means Mama Smoak is safe!  My sincere regrets to Katie Cassidy, but Laurel Lance had run her course.  Time for her to serve as a plot device one more time. 
Let's get some revenge up in here!

 

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Arrow: Collapsing Like a Flan In a Cupboard.

 I like my women like I like my flowers...

Well, it turns out that all it takes to make me crazy bored with this show is to take away the Felicity/Oliver dynamic.

Sure, I got a few chuckles.  The pop culture references were strong with this one.  Voldemort, Die Hard, Independence Day--all good for a laugh.  And I do love Curtis.  He's super cute.  And I always love seeing John Barrowman make a dick joke.  Hell, they even referenced my favorite member of team nerd, aka my imaginary houseboy, Cisco. 

But I was still bored.

 Thank you, Felicity.  Yes.  That was the exact look on my face while I watched.

Maybe it was the lackluster villain.  Sure, she's totes adorbs, but the bees just aren't menacing enough to bother me.  And when they coalesce into the bee man, well... That's just silly.  I mean, come on.  COME ON.  That was like Power Rangers special effects.  By which I mean ABJECTLY TERRIBLE.

It is sincerely hard to imagine a costume that would look LESS like it was actually a 
swarm of mechanical bees acting in concert.

Maybe it was the lack of substantive plot development.  I mean, sure, Curtis finally found the Batcave.  Uh, I mean... the Quiver.  Uh, I mean... the Bunker.  Whatever.  Anyway, he found it.  Great.  But that was, what?  Forty-five seconds of air time?  And then we go straight into "Great, we've found a Dude-licity, let's get cracking."  What?  For serious?  I'm with Captain Lance.  Can just anyone walk in there and get let on the team?

 Of course, it did lead to the best moment of the episode.
PARKOUR!

And, aside from that, what happened?  Let's see... Damien Dark is doing fuck all.  Oliver and the rest of the team are doing fuck all.  Malcolm is shit stirring, but that's just a constant, not really a plot advancement.  So, what precisely was this episode about?  Curtis taking one step closer to his terrific destiny?  The final duh-duh-DAAAAA moment when we see John's brother talking with Malcolm?  Was it really just forty-three minutes of filler?

 I liked you better on Bones.

So, yeah.  I was bored.  And disappointed.  And frankly do not understand why the writers felt the need to ruin what was, apparently, the only truly compelling part of the show.

LET'S JUST MOVE PAST THIS NONSENSE AND GET BACK TO THE KISSING PART, OKAY?