Vintage Cheese
Channel Three Cheeses is a wonderful little YouTube channel which has collected all of the theater serials from the 1930s and '40s into one place: Tarzan, Captain Marvel, Green Archer, Jungle Jim, etc. Showhole? No more!
While I'm in the general vicinity of the subject, no matter how bad your showhole gets, I must caution you against giving in to the temptation to watch Falling Skies. I know, I know... There are five seasons of it, all skirt-flirting with you from behind the Amazon Prime window. And it seems like it could be 'Walking Dead in Space' -- in a good way. The first couple of episodes even hint that it could go that way. But it's a trick. Between the syrupy family togetherness nonsense, the eye-rolling bad plot cliches and formulaic television storytelling, each season makes for increasingly miserable viewing.
It's made worse by the fact that the series could have been so great; the premise is good and the initial set-up promising. Unfortunately, Noah Wyle, who plays series protagonist Tom Mason, is one of the worst actors in the history of Hollywood. The fact that he is also the producer and some-time director just tosses extra turds onto the pile. By the end of season three, I was ready to personally strangle every character with the Mason surname -- and there are a lot of them; entire episodes would regularly dissolve into Mason Family Reunion Redux.
There were many, many other grievous sins committed by the show: soft-body hot chick doctor turned Amazon warrior woman because her spawn is threatened; cliche bad guy becomes good guy becomes bad guy formula; but-wait-he's-not-dead-yet scenes by the dozen... The list is nauseatingly extensive. I finished the series only out of sheer masochism and an unfortunate completionist compulsion. I would save you that pain. Re-runs of Land of the Lost would provide greater entertainment value.
While I'm in the general vicinity of the subject, no matter how bad your showhole gets, I must caution you against giving in to the temptation to watch Falling Skies. I know, I know... There are five seasons of it, all skirt-flirting with you from behind the Amazon Prime window. And it seems like it could be 'Walking Dead in Space' -- in a good way. The first couple of episodes even hint that it could go that way. But it's a trick. Between the syrupy family togetherness nonsense, the eye-rolling bad plot cliches and formulaic television storytelling, each season makes for increasingly miserable viewing.
It's made worse by the fact that the series could have been so great; the premise is good and the initial set-up promising. Unfortunately, Noah Wyle, who plays series protagonist Tom Mason, is one of the worst actors in the history of Hollywood. The fact that he is also the producer and some-time director just tosses extra turds onto the pile. By the end of season three, I was ready to personally strangle every character with the Mason surname -- and there are a lot of them; entire episodes would regularly dissolve into Mason Family Reunion Redux.
There were many, many other grievous sins committed by the show: soft-body hot chick doctor turned Amazon warrior woman because her spawn is threatened; cliche bad guy becomes good guy becomes bad guy formula; but-wait-he's-not-dead-yet scenes by the dozen... The list is nauseatingly extensive. I finished the series only out of sheer masochism and an unfortunate completionist compulsion. I would save you that pain. Re-runs of Land of the Lost would provide greater entertainment value.
posted by Jar(egg)head at 13:26
1 Comments:
I was eye raped by three episodes, before I was able to escape to my safe space, where a counselor was able to mitigate the trauma.
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