film criticism by maryann johanson | celebrating 25 years: 1997–2022
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I’m simultaneously sad, excited, and angry at this news. Is it worth spending another five hours with this series when I know it’s going to end? Why should I invest more time and emotional energy into characters who are going to leave me shortly?
I want to say that I understand why no one was watching Caprica: it’s a tough, complicated downer of a drama about people who are merely trying to figure out how to cope with a tough, complicated world. But so what? Must everything on our TVs be escapist?
It doesn’t look very terribly different from most of the zombie movies we’ve seen, but I’m hoping that as a weekly drama, that means it will have to focus much more on character than films usually have time for. Perhaps this will be the first zombie apocalypse soap opera…
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Bastards. Frak them. If Syfy really believed in the show, they’d have promoted it better, harder, more. But they’d rather just air crap like ‘professional’ ‘wrestling’ and reality junk about ghost hunters.
You’ve heard of the Bechdel Test, I’m sure: the measure of whether a piece of pop culture is just minimally feminist by featuring at least two women who talk to each other about something besides a man. I love that Caprica passes this test with flying colors in every episode.
Lacy and the STO’s attempt to bomb the Caprica City spaceport is an interesting counterpoint to Clarice’s virtual bombing of the C-Bucs’ stadium. Maybe Clarice is a better leader for a terrorist group that actually wants to achieve its crazy goals.
Just because the idea of Eric Stoltz in Back to the Future sounds wrong doesn’t mean he wouldn’t have been awfully cute as Marty McFly…
Hunky pensive green-eyed gangster…
