Sorry for the so late post this week, but my laptop is now refusing to turn on and so my computer time has become limited. Therefore, any attempts I make at humor or even at making sense may not work out so well. Please keep in mind that it’s much harder for me to function very early in the morning or very late at night, which is all the screen time I’m getting lately.
So, I know I sound like a broken record of a rabid fan, but the Dollhouse season finale was really something else. Note that I’m calling this the season finale and not the series finale. I’m not yet ready to give up. I’m still waiting for the fat lady to sing and as far as I’m concerned, that hasn’t happened. Continue reading →
Friday night on Dollhouse, less than 20 minutes into the episode “Briar Rose,” Paul Ballard (Tahmoh Penikett) turned a corner, knocked on a door, and suddenly, out of nowhere, the show went from amazing Whedoness to outstandingly incredible Whedoness. Because when that door opened, Alan Tudyk was on the other side and with his entrance, the show morphed into something spectacular with as yet unseen promise.
Look, I’m not gonna lie, I’ve been on board with Dollhouse all along and as the episodes have aired, I’ve fallen in love more and more. I want to know Continue reading →
In my post last week, I meant to mention a couple more things and then I got to waxing lyrical (for that read, blathering on and on) and completely forgot.
I have a word or two to say about ratings generally, and, in particular, about Dollhouse’sratings.
Friday night’s ratings always suck. Being on TV on Friday nights is like the kiss of death. Most people go out on Friday nights. Look, I’m a total geek with no life whatsoever and even I’ve been known to go out on the occassional Friday night.