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 →
I wouldn’t trade places with Joss Whedon for anything in the world. Don’t get me wrong, I love Joss and I think he’s amazing and probably has a wonderful life. But here’s my problem. The guy gives his whole heart and soul to create an awesome hour of television, week after week after week. Yet he gets no love for this. Instead, people pick apart every tiny part of every little bit of every single episode.
How do I love thee, Joss Whedon? Let me count the ways.
Episode 6 of Dollhouse, “Man on the Street” was just awesome. It completely lived up to all the hype, as I had hoped it would. What’s more, it’s not just me saying that. Not only were the ratings up, the reviews are great, as they should be.