More B7 Silliness - The Keeper, Star One, Aftermath

[fangrrl_squees]

The Keeper
(aka Let's finally give 'em a Jenna-centric episode immediately prior to her departure, dammit

I absolutely cannot stop laughing at the Goths - or, as I'm sure Terry Nation would have dubbed them: Space Goths.

Avon's gone into extra snarly mode, as Darrow seems to abandon any pretence at subtlety. Aw, what the hell, as long as he's having fun...

If Jenna is going to persist in running around in skin-tight red leatherette, she's going to have to expect to get hit on my random barbarians. Actually, I think that it's a rather fab ensemble but damn, Sally Knyvette must have had to swear off solid foods for several hours before putting it on.

Meanwhile, Travis' haircut has gone to hell. From space commander to massive dork in one easy step (and don't tell me he was already imbued with dorkitude. LALALA! I can't hear you!)

Ahh, only Jacqueline Pearce can pull off lounging around in yards and yards of faux fur. She must have been dying under the studio lights...

Mmm, Servalan/Jenna catfit. Let's give the fanboys a few moments to visit their happyplace, shall we?

As far as I can tell, this episode far exceeded EEC levels for hearty/maniacal barbarian laughter.

Vila and Baldrick: separated at birth, or what? ;)

So, as near as I can tell, this is ten minutes of actual story progression wrapped up in whole lot of padding - not very interesting padding, either. Although I suppose there's a certain comedic value in watching Jenna cuddle up to Gothy Barbarian King Dude.

On the one hand, yay for variety in settings. On the other hand, space vikings?? *sigh*

And I see Cally is completely absent, after telling Avon to go fuck himself. *more sighs*

Star One
I haven't seen this eps in, oh, about 25 years. This should be interesting...

Pie plates in high orbit! *ahem* actually, those models are pretty spiffy, for the time and place - well, except for the dishwasher detergent bottle bits on the ore carrier...

The exchange between Servalan and Durkim is quite fabulous. Pearce reined in the vamping a bit, and Durkim gave as good as he got.

Yay for Blake bitchslapping Avon and his ambitions - well overdue, imho. Suuuuure all Avon wants is for everything to be over (*staples hand to forehead*) and to be free of his mad desperate crush compulsion to follow Blake. Well, okay, I believe that last bit is true.

Cally - Are you sure that what we're doing is justified?
Blake - It has to be...it's the only way I can be sure that I was right.

Fab! Where was this interaction half a season ago?

Blake's ego and revolutionary politics are inextricably tangled by now, aren't they? No wonder things end so badly.

Oh! So this is when Servalan seized power. I was always a bit fuzzy on that. And, er, are Servalan's guards wearing bondage belts? *giggles*

Darrow's behaving himself and not chewing on the scenery too much. Mostly. Phew.

Y'know, I'd pay a dollar to see Darrow move his eyebrows. Just once. (sorry, am noticing that the upper half of his face is, well, incredibly immobile)

What little manliness Travis ever had seems to be utterly, utterly gone. I swear, he's flouncing as he runs down a corridor.

Goodness, did I just see a blood spatter in a corridor? Mary Whitehouse must have been pissed.

I love Vila's hopeful-tone as he suggests they run like hell from the Andromedans. Vila, as always, has a pretty pragmatic grasp of the situation.

Oh. So much for hoping Darrow had reined it in ("Tell me, woman!" *dramatic grab of the shoulder*) I had to pause the DVD to laugh hysterically for a few moments. I think the silver lurex anorak brings out the worst in him.

And there goes Travis in a really, really silly (and Disney-flavored) exit. *laughs* Y'know, a little more reaction from the other characters might have been warranted - stressful situation or no. Ah well.

"Why not?" That's the best reason Avon can give for doing as Blake asked. Geeze, that mad desperate crush compulsion to follow Blake is pretty well rooted, ain't it?

Couldn't you trust me, just this once? Aww!

Be reasonable, Avon, luv. You admit to Blake that you're obssessed with him hate his guts and then whine about a lack of trust? That's a bit thick, isn't it? Then again, given Avon's typical mental state, such logic might be too much to ask for. *grins* Naturally, I love this sort of thing to bits, but sometimes, it drives me up the wall, too.

So, remind me, B7 folks, was it clear that there was going to be a third season when Star One, aired? 'Tis a heck of an ending, either way, but I can't remember if I climbed the walls thinking that was the end of the show, back in the day. After all, I was only, erm, eight or so...

Aftermath

I was naughty and skipped ahead and watched this one a few days ago, 'cause there were a couple of details I was trying to remember... Massive giggling ensued, naturally. How they managed to find the one dress in all of Europe that can make Jacqueline Pearce look fat...

Otherwise, oh god, massive wincing at assorted females throwing themselves at Avon for various reasons (actually, I don't blame Dayna - it's not like she was up to her eyeballs in potential nookie-fodder, y'know?) and, sadly, the Avon/Servalan dynamic wasn't nearly as amusing as I remember it. I suspect the rest of the season will have me in gigglefits, though.

Food time nao. More later.

Comments

[tamago.livejournal.com]

I really love these writeups. I only vaguely remember most of these episodes, but I'm giggling like a mad giggling thing.

[fangrrl-squees.livejournal.com]

The reacquaintance process has been moderately fabulous, yes.

For all my teasing of the show, I love it, really. It just sometimes baffles me as to why.