physics for poets
So I've been thinking.
First off, and almost just as an aside except that, yo, it needs to be said, is how much I love this season of television. I mean, seriously, folks. This is the best season we've had in, maybe ever! Man, it's a joyful pre-apocalyptic time to be alive! (though now Scott McClellan is fanwanking the truth, in totally unrelated news, except go read and watch the video because, helloooo? Are there really still people who believe the American public is SO DUMB that it is in our best interest to be lied to? If you believe that, oh god, please defriend me, because it means you think *I'm* dumb, and that's just insulting, yo.)
But I was talking about the GOOD NEWS. Let's list it. This season I am watching, avidly: House, Bones, Survivor (until we lose Stephenie, which will NOT HAPPEN NO NEVER STEPHENIE WILL WIN A MILLION DOLLARS YO), The Amazing Race, Scrubs, Arrested Development (Bob Loblaw!), How I Met Your Mother (suit up!), Surface (my favorite of the proto-XF/Lost ooooooh-paranormal ripoffs this season, LAKE BELL is SO YUMMY), BSG, SGA and Family Guy -- and less avidly (but still with a whoop and a holler for this frabjous season), Lost, Invasion, Threshold, My Name is Earl, Without a Trace, Numb3rs, Medium (hello red-state TV, yes, I fall for you and your compelling family values! And your pudgy Arquette!), and Grey's Anatomy (hell-O, Sandra Oh). I mean. Who's seen a lineup like this? Not ME. Not since 1972! Ish! (Oh, things that suck: Ghost Whisperer. Love, what is UP with your hair?)
Oh, but I'm so off-task. I have so many thigns to say about so many things, but at the moment, what we're here to discuss, Romans, countryfolk, is Stargate: Atlantis.
I never watched SG1, even when all my Farscape fannish friends hopped over into SG and even when the artist formerly known as Maayan started writing fic. And EVEN when the artist formerly known as Maayan and I drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars, and, over the course of eight or ten big-sky hours, M. told me the entire tale of Daniel Jackson, from Sha'uri and that, wossname, wise Ancient caretaker, to Daniel ascending and then getting the boot and coming back with big biceps to play with Ben Browder. And I've seen the movie and I'm comfortable with the rule that any new Stargate starts with a hot alien babe showing some scruffy antihero her, erm, cave paintings, but my fannishness about SG1 extends to how hot Jaye Davison was as Ra the sun god in the movie, and, pressed, I couldn't pick a Goa'uld out of a lineup, despite the fact that I think Peter Stebbings played one once.
This is our first Star Trek free television year since 1987. And I'm not complaining, I can't very well complain considering the preponderance of genre TV this year, but when a gal who grew up watching Picard seek out new lives and new civilizations needs a sci-fi fix, she needs a FIX, yo. And thus we have Stargate: Atlantis.
SGA is not a profound show, by any means, nor groundbreaking in any way, let's just get that straight right off the bat. BSG is undoubtedly smarter and more elegant, more dangerous and unique. And BSG is a damned good show; we'll get that out of the way straight off too, despite the fact that it's really not very funny at all. But it's not our space show, not any more than Threshold or Invasion or the new Dr. Who; it didn't pick up the Star Trek spill. That, there, is for SGA.
Because, okay.
So what SGA does for us is give us everything that was ever delicious about Star Trek (and Star-Trek-related space shows, see also Babylon 5) without any of the hamhanded morality or unwieldy world-building. Every season on every Star Trek has a handful of yummy plots (the bodyswap plot, the trapped-in-an-elevator plot, the killer bugs plot, the power-outage plot) that lend themselves to thoroughly, relentlessly enjoyable television, and then a handful of useless boring plots (the requisite Klingon episode, the requisite alien one-off love affair episode) that never really hold up upon the fortieth or fiftieth rewatch. And so SGA, cleverly, has saved us that trouble by ONLY recycling tried and true FUN space plots. Yes, every arc and every decision and every character or alien race on SGA has its ancestry among the Star Treks, but oh! how wonderful to see them strung together like this, like a greatest hits album recorded by ONLY the good characters, the clever, snarky, slashy characters, with the tongue-in-cheek humor that gets to come from being set in the present, as opposed to in a nebulous future where we don't have money or racism anymore.
Every character on SGA also has his or her ancestry among the Star Treks, which is kind of a handy shorthand for us because it doesn't matter if the characters themselves actually live up to their obligations because we BELIEVE they do, since we've grown up simmering in these paradigms. To wit -- play the drinking game "What Does Weir Do?" sometime and see how sober you end up. Weir, darling Weir, has never once done ANYTHING, not a THING to demonstrate that she's the ass-kicking chick leader we want her to be. BUT, I'm willing to BELIEVE she is, even if she doesn't show me, because Janeway was, and that's where her ancestry springs from. Here, observe a chart, where Star Trek: Voyager is (almost) arbitrarily selected from any of a set of space show paradigms:
Weir = Janeway
Sheppard = Tom Paris
McKay = the Doctor
Teyla = B'Elanna, Lyta ('cause of the telepath thing, where Halling = Byron, feh)
Ronon = Worf, Teal'c, that Nietzchean from Andromeda
Ford = Harry Kim
Beckett = probably Neelix. *g*
Which brings me to why it doesn't matter if McKay's science is pseudoscience, because he's been TAILORED as a genius, we BELIEVE he's a genius, and so we can use that for our fannish pursuit of tasty slash. And it doesn't matter if Sheppard's got nothing but his pointy ears and his belt to set him apart from John Crichton or Tom Paris or anyone else who likes to take a little space ship for a joyride and come home cracking jokes about pop culture, because we BELIEVE he's a kickass soldier and pilot and commander.
So those of us who wanted so badly to slash our space boys now get a better slash pairing than Paris/Kim (or Crichton/D'Argo!) ever offered us. Those of us who want hot girlslash can take Weir and Teyla to places Janeway and B'Elanna have absolutely gone before. Those of us who want smalltime bottle eps can hang out in Atlantis (which I always accidentally refer to as "the station" when I want "the city," see also, DS9, B5) while those of us who want mytharc with gravitas have the Wraith a more serious and satisfying threat to Earth than the Borg or the Scarrans ever were. It's like space shows for DUMMIES over here, with all the lines drawn for us, but FUCK ME the lines are good.
Which is to say: there is nothing unsatisfying about SGA. It is comfort food, it is a legacy, it is in the dictionary next to SPACE SHOW. Mm!
All of this leads me to suspect -- and this is where my complete ignorance of SG1 could get me in trouble, so feel free to take this with a grain ofstupidity salt -- that the creators of SGA were Trek fans themselves, and that they SEE the opportunity SGA has to be the neo-Trek for this generation. Which leads me to "Aurora."
The Ancients, at least in Aurora, resemble Star Trek so much that I can't imagine it's unintentional. Which is partially upsetting, because I want the Ancients to be omnipotent, or at least paranormal, and Star Trek-ifying them makes them almost too underdeveloped for my taste, but let's table that for now.
John shows up in the virtual environment only to get faced with a phaser and thrown in the brig behind a forcefield. He travels down brightly lit corridors that could be on Voyager, the Defiant, or the Enterprise, and faces off with the Captain in an all-white version of Picard's bridge.
And perhaps we're spoiled, those of us who marinated in space shows most of our lives, because we don't see Star Trek's universe as tremendously radical; we've seen it all before. But with SGA we get an opportunity to see the technology and civilization created by Star Trek in a new light, through the prism of folks who stepped right out of 2005 just like we do. And, like John Crichton faced with little yellow bolts of light, it IS pretty damned amazing what the Ancients came up with, what with transporters and force fields and phased-energy weapons and traveling faster than light. And considering they were defeated by the Wraith, or at least overwhelmed, it makes sense they shouldn't totally outstrip the Borg, right? I mean, if the Wraith race of bee people was too tremendously advanced from the Borg race of bee people, we'd expect the Ancients to be similarly advanced, and unstoppable opponents don't make good TV.
But, we can kill a Wraith with only moderately more difficulty than we can kill a Borg, and we are similiary outnumbered, out-hiveminded and out-expendable; the Borg don't care if they lose a million drones if they take Earth in the process and neither do the Wraith. Which makes sense, and makes the Wraith, like the Borg, a compelling foe. If we could kill them too easily they'd be boring, but if it were impossible to kill them at all, they'd be unwieldy. And thus, we give them bug-minds and greater numbers and we let them rape and pillage the galaxy destroying worlds, while somehow being the only four people in the universe who can conceivably stand up to 'em.
Point being, SGA's taking a whole team, a whole planet worth of people and doing to them what Farscape did to Crichton; plopping them in the middle of space technology WE (the audience) are not unaccustomed to, and watching the cast members flounder around learning as they go, dwarfed by this impossible futuristic tech and this battle of giants in the playground (watch as I mix my space show metaphors!). And thus, we get everything fun that Farscape did, along with everything fun that Star Trek did, along with everything fun that B5 ever did, stuck between order and chaos, between the Shadows and the Vorlons, between the Ancients and the Wraith, between the Federation and the Borg.
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I am so happy with this show I could plotz. I slash McKay/Sheppard because I can, because they're delicious, because the lust is SO THERE in everything those boys do. I believe McKay's a genius because I can, because the show tells me he his, because Hewlett is adorable and spastic and built the outer shell of the Cube. And it's everywhere, it's out there for indulging in, for reveling in, for rolling around in and getting all sticky and blissed out on space shows. Not a guilty pleasure, but a PLEASURE, hoo-BOY, nonetheless.
First off, and almost just as an aside except that, yo, it needs to be said, is how much I love this season of television. I mean, seriously, folks. This is the best season we've had in, maybe ever! Man, it's a joyful pre-apocalyptic time to be alive! (though now Scott McClellan is fanwanking the truth, in totally unrelated news, except go read and watch the video because, helloooo? Are there really still people who believe the American public is SO DUMB that it is in our best interest to be lied to? If you believe that, oh god, please defriend me, because it means you think *I'm* dumb, and that's just insulting, yo.)
But I was talking about the GOOD NEWS. Let's list it. This season I am watching, avidly: House, Bones, Survivor (until we lose Stephenie, which will NOT HAPPEN NO NEVER STEPHENIE WILL WIN A MILLION DOLLARS YO), The Amazing Race, Scrubs, Arrested Development (Bob Loblaw!), How I Met Your Mother (suit up!), Surface (my favorite of the proto-XF/Lost ooooooh-paranormal ripoffs this season, LAKE BELL is SO YUMMY), BSG, SGA and Family Guy -- and less avidly (but still with a whoop and a holler for this frabjous season), Lost, Invasion, Threshold, My Name is Earl, Without a Trace, Numb3rs, Medium (hello red-state TV, yes, I fall for you and your compelling family values! And your pudgy Arquette!), and Grey's Anatomy (hell-O, Sandra Oh). I mean. Who's seen a lineup like this? Not ME. Not since 1972! Ish! (Oh, things that suck: Ghost Whisperer. Love, what is UP with your hair?)
Oh, but I'm so off-task. I have so many thigns to say about so many things, but at the moment, what we're here to discuss, Romans, countryfolk, is Stargate: Atlantis.
I never watched SG1, even when all my Farscape fannish friends hopped over into SG and even when the artist formerly known as Maayan started writing fic. And EVEN when the artist formerly known as Maayan and I drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars, and, over the course of eight or ten big-sky hours, M. told me the entire tale of Daniel Jackson, from Sha'uri and that, wossname, wise Ancient caretaker, to Daniel ascending and then getting the boot and coming back with big biceps to play with Ben Browder. And I've seen the movie and I'm comfortable with the rule that any new Stargate starts with a hot alien babe showing some scruffy antihero her, erm, cave paintings, but my fannishness about SG1 extends to how hot Jaye Davison was as Ra the sun god in the movie, and, pressed, I couldn't pick a Goa'uld out of a lineup, despite the fact that I think Peter Stebbings played one once.
This is our first Star Trek free television year since 1987. And I'm not complaining, I can't very well complain considering the preponderance of genre TV this year, but when a gal who grew up watching Picard seek out new lives and new civilizations needs a sci-fi fix, she needs a FIX, yo. And thus we have Stargate: Atlantis.
SGA is not a profound show, by any means, nor groundbreaking in any way, let's just get that straight right off the bat. BSG is undoubtedly smarter and more elegant, more dangerous and unique. And BSG is a damned good show; we'll get that out of the way straight off too, despite the fact that it's really not very funny at all. But it's not our space show, not any more than Threshold or Invasion or the new Dr. Who; it didn't pick up the Star Trek spill. That, there, is for SGA.
Because, okay.
So what SGA does for us is give us everything that was ever delicious about Star Trek (and Star-Trek-related space shows, see also Babylon 5) without any of the hamhanded morality or unwieldy world-building. Every season on every Star Trek has a handful of yummy plots (the bodyswap plot, the trapped-in-an-elevator plot, the killer bugs plot, the power-outage plot) that lend themselves to thoroughly, relentlessly enjoyable television, and then a handful of useless boring plots (the requisite Klingon episode, the requisite alien one-off love affair episode) that never really hold up upon the fortieth or fiftieth rewatch. And so SGA, cleverly, has saved us that trouble by ONLY recycling tried and true FUN space plots. Yes, every arc and every decision and every character or alien race on SGA has its ancestry among the Star Treks, but oh! how wonderful to see them strung together like this, like a greatest hits album recorded by ONLY the good characters, the clever, snarky, slashy characters, with the tongue-in-cheek humor that gets to come from being set in the present, as opposed to in a nebulous future where we don't have money or racism anymore.
Every character on SGA also has his or her ancestry among the Star Treks, which is kind of a handy shorthand for us because it doesn't matter if the characters themselves actually live up to their obligations because we BELIEVE they do, since we've grown up simmering in these paradigms. To wit -- play the drinking game "What Does Weir Do?" sometime and see how sober you end up. Weir, darling Weir, has never once done ANYTHING, not a THING to demonstrate that she's the ass-kicking chick leader we want her to be. BUT, I'm willing to BELIEVE she is, even if she doesn't show me, because Janeway was, and that's where her ancestry springs from. Here, observe a chart, where Star Trek: Voyager is (almost) arbitrarily selected from any of a set of space show paradigms:
Weir = Janeway
Sheppard = Tom Paris
McKay = the Doctor
Teyla = B'Elanna, Lyta ('cause of the telepath thing, where Halling = Byron, feh)
Ronon = Worf, Teal'c, that Nietzchean from Andromeda
Ford = Harry Kim
Beckett = probably Neelix. *g*
Which brings me to why it doesn't matter if McKay's science is pseudoscience, because he's been TAILORED as a genius, we BELIEVE he's a genius, and so we can use that for our fannish pursuit of tasty slash. And it doesn't matter if Sheppard's got nothing but his pointy ears and his belt to set him apart from John Crichton or Tom Paris or anyone else who likes to take a little space ship for a joyride and come home cracking jokes about pop culture, because we BELIEVE he's a kickass soldier and pilot and commander.
So those of us who wanted so badly to slash our space boys now get a better slash pairing than Paris/Kim (or Crichton/D'Argo!) ever offered us. Those of us who want hot girlslash can take Weir and Teyla to places Janeway and B'Elanna have absolutely gone before. Those of us who want smalltime bottle eps can hang out in Atlantis (which I always accidentally refer to as "the station" when I want "the city," see also, DS9, B5) while those of us who want mytharc with gravitas have the Wraith a more serious and satisfying threat to Earth than the Borg or the Scarrans ever were. It's like space shows for DUMMIES over here, with all the lines drawn for us, but FUCK ME the lines are good.
Which is to say: there is nothing unsatisfying about SGA. It is comfort food, it is a legacy, it is in the dictionary next to SPACE SHOW. Mm!
All of this leads me to suspect -- and this is where my complete ignorance of SG1 could get me in trouble, so feel free to take this with a grain of
The Ancients, at least in Aurora, resemble Star Trek so much that I can't imagine it's unintentional. Which is partially upsetting, because I want the Ancients to be omnipotent, or at least paranormal, and Star Trek-ifying them makes them almost too underdeveloped for my taste, but let's table that for now.
John shows up in the virtual environment only to get faced with a phaser and thrown in the brig behind a forcefield. He travels down brightly lit corridors that could be on Voyager, the Defiant, or the Enterprise, and faces off with the Captain in an all-white version of Picard's bridge.
And perhaps we're spoiled, those of us who marinated in space shows most of our lives, because we don't see Star Trek's universe as tremendously radical; we've seen it all before. But with SGA we get an opportunity to see the technology and civilization created by Star Trek in a new light, through the prism of folks who stepped right out of 2005 just like we do. And, like John Crichton faced with little yellow bolts of light, it IS pretty damned amazing what the Ancients came up with, what with transporters and force fields and phased-energy weapons and traveling faster than light. And considering they were defeated by the Wraith, or at least overwhelmed, it makes sense they shouldn't totally outstrip the Borg, right? I mean, if the Wraith race of bee people was too tremendously advanced from the Borg race of bee people, we'd expect the Ancients to be similarly advanced, and unstoppable opponents don't make good TV.
But, we can kill a Wraith with only moderately more difficulty than we can kill a Borg, and we are similiary outnumbered, out-hiveminded and out-expendable; the Borg don't care if they lose a million drones if they take Earth in the process and neither do the Wraith. Which makes sense, and makes the Wraith, like the Borg, a compelling foe. If we could kill them too easily they'd be boring, but if it were impossible to kill them at all, they'd be unwieldy. And thus, we give them bug-minds and greater numbers and we let them rape and pillage the galaxy destroying worlds, while somehow being the only four people in the universe who can conceivably stand up to 'em.
Point being, SGA's taking a whole team, a whole planet worth of people and doing to them what Farscape did to Crichton; plopping them in the middle of space technology WE (the audience) are not unaccustomed to, and watching the cast members flounder around learning as they go, dwarfed by this impossible futuristic tech and this battle of giants in the playground (watch as I mix my space show metaphors!). And thus, we get everything fun that Farscape did, along with everything fun that Star Trek did, along with everything fun that B5 ever did, stuck between order and chaos, between the Shadows and the Vorlons, between the Ancients and the Wraith, between the Federation and the Borg.
*
I am so happy with this show I could plotz. I slash McKay/Sheppard because I can, because they're delicious, because the lust is SO THERE in everything those boys do. I believe McKay's a genius because I can, because the show tells me he his, because Hewlett is adorable and spastic and built the outer shell of the Cube. And it's everywhere, it's out there for indulging in, for reveling in, for rolling around in and getting all sticky and blissed out on space shows. Not a guilty pleasure, but a PLEASURE, hoo-BOY, nonetheless.
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hell, yeah! to that and the whole post.
i spent a year sulking after farscape was cancelled and flat out refused to watch sga because it wasn't possibly ever going to be as funny and heartwrenching and good as farscape was and i wasn't going to sit there and watch it while it pretended to be. and then i did end up watching it and realised that this show wasn't about that, this show was Galaxy Quest on tv peeking out behind the SG universe.
my friend and i talk about how BSG is probably an amalgam of what space shows *should* be if they're to be taken seriously outside of fannish circles and how groovy the show is but how sga is an amalgam of what makes fannish (in the grand tradition of space show fans and slash fans) people *love* space shows; it's a flat out affectionate love letter and a jaunty wave to shows that have passed. the writers did not invent the remix but they're making me love theirs and it is really clever (i suppose they have to be clever in some way) that they are trading on traditions of space shows to not have to sell us on every virtue of each character. they know who's along for the ride, i suppose.
heh. i ramble. and now i flee. *flees*
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Oh, wordy mcwordpants. Yeah. Or like
Dude, how lucky are *we*?
Also, Galaxy Quest on TV, peeking out. "We better get going before they kill Guy!" and also "who DESIGNED this thing?" *nods* Genius.
*waves again* Hi, new friend! Incidentally, I love your icons, mmm, yes I do.
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our primary mission is exploration!
It makes Weir more tolerable, and, lemme tell you, the Doctor is way hotter when he's David Hewlett and not a hologram. Mmmm.
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I think it's spelled S-P-E-A-K F-O-R Y-O-U-R-S-E-L-F.
That's the way it comes out on the t-shirt, anyway. Oh the fun nights we'll have in your bed. Natch.
Signed: the artist formerly known as herself.
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Man, My People are gonna be in town! And I'll be here, churning out Proposals! There is no justice, damnit.
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That was the editorial "we." The we who want to believe!
*g*
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Yes yes yes and more yes. This is exactly why Farscape and SG-1/SGA are accessible to me in ways the Star Treks etc never were, no matter how hard I tried. I connect much more readily when I can *relate*.
And, okay, yes, the true love of Sheppard/McKay helps, too.
mmm, totally.
And I like me some funny when I'm in space.
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Oh, I'm sure they know their Trek, though the thing that shows up in SG-1 over and over and, God help me, over, is Star Wars. Like, to the point where someone clearly needs to hide their DVDs.
But no, the Stargate PTB are not at all shy about, er... let's call it homage, shall we? They're pro-homage. And I think SGA may feel Trekkier than SG-1 because it's more alien, and it has a more futuristic setting; SG-1, even as they've gained spiffy advanced technology, has remained fairly grounded in the here-and-now of Earth.
pro-homage!
Pro-homage, aka, SGA PTB Write Fanfic For Us To Watch. ROCK, I say. ROCK ON.
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Oh, so true, so true. We used to love to play that game in Farscape. "What? They let that crazy alien EAT a whole SHIP FULL of innocent bystanders just so our crew could get away? On Star Trek they woulda given her a PLANET!"
And plus, it's much more interesting, much more human to have a discussion about the death penalty against the backdrop of something else than it is to be smacked over the head with a sausage for 44 minutes of Star Trek courtroom drama.
And oh, Sheppard in his Johnny Cash holodeck, and it'd be so G-rated, too. "Folsom Prison? How about Folsom ACADEMY?"
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SGA to me seems like Star Trek fanfiction. It's so obviously and unselfconsciously an homage. I have seen a few of the specials with the show's writers, and, my God! They are all such sf nerds! I want to snuggle the whole show.
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It really, exactly is Trek fanfiction. And we get it weekly (that's the proverbial "weekly"), with hot actors in, delivered to our house!
Seriously. How lucky are WE.
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Wow. 'Cause, it's not like other people haven't told me I should watch it, but Wier=Janeway might give me enough glee to get past every single bad decision that she makes. Yeeeeah!
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Also, go up and see the comment I made to Nia; if you're a Voyager geek there's really no reason, no reason at all not to watch SGA and just...joy!
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This, to me, is what's MOST fascinating, because seriously this could BE a suggestion that the Ancients were no more technologically advanced than the 24th century Federation.
In other words, what Starfleet did in...about three hundred years in the future took the Ancients...ten thousand years? Eh, well, that's okay, the Ancients weren't really very bright. Rodney would concur. *g*
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Also I very much view the Ancients with a cocked eyebrow, 'cause all the shadyness can't have been a coincidence, and their calling the city Atlantis (city that sank under the weight of it's own corruption) can't have been an accident, espcially with how the patterns are playing out in the various episodes.
What's amazing in this, then, is that if Star Trek = the Ancients, is how much SGA is simultaneously critiquing genre as much as it is a homage to it's predecessors. ::wry grin:: I think *that* was what threw me off from recognizing that Aurora was referencing Star Trek, because there's this subtle undermining of the Ancients coded through the episodes, and meanwhile SGA is still very much a homage to Trek too.
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i'm not sure it's meant to be a hint at the ancients so much as to be really meta, though.
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And then, as I said before, the Wraith exist as a mortal enemy to the Ancients the same way the Enterprise or Voyager can only hope to win a BATTLE against the Borg, but never the war.
And I'll tell you what else. If the Federation got to the point where, say, the Borg had decimated most of the galaxy and they were left huddling at Starfleet Headquarters with their shields, I could anticipate a similar end to the Federation to what we saw when the outnumbered, deadlocked Ancients were trapped by the Wraith in Atlantis.
Yes?
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yes, except stargate is fundamentally more realistic--in the star trek universe, there is always a kirk or a picard who we are told is just a great guy, but who we are shown having superhuman powers of saving the universe (or whatever he is trying to save). in practice, i can't see that ever happening to them.
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What you're railing against is an elitist, pretentious attitude. I'm an anglophile in my own way, but that attitude does wear thin, particularly when it is attached to people who are image whores and obsessed with the next big "thing".
I like to believe that I'm an anglophile in that pure, geeky kind of way in which I happen to enjoy the popular music, the accent, the fashion, and the physical beauty of the UK...not just because it seemed like a good way to fit in.
Likewise, the music and art and writing and whatever I like is because I like it. Certain people have attached standards of "coolness" to it, but I have to admit that I've liked certain groups long before Q magazine or NME wrote about them.
What we're really talking about is (and I agree, I hate starfuckers too) is dilettante culture. Which is really an offshoot of this narcissistic, paint-by-number society in which we unfortunately reside.
Friends of mine believe that Andy Warhol's influence ruined both art and society as a whole. I'm inclined to agree with them.
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That is all.
(Except I don't really think Weir = Janeway because Weir is so fucking much better than Janeway ever was. But don't get me started on Janeway, because I really don't want to end up on fandom_wank. *g*)
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Also, wow, this is the first time I've heard anyone say Weir was better than ANYONE, awesome!
I so WANT Weir to kick ass. Sadly all she does is wear really hot shirts and sometimes she has a dimple. And the less said about her scary-ass dress in that scary-ass Earth scene with Simon, the better.
/shuddering
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HEE! Dude, Weir rocks like whoa...I ramble about this at length in my journal, but I really think that people don't see her because she is really really really not a traditional leader. She's very much a non-military leader, she's a non-hierarchical leader, and I really think that people don't know what to make of her. They sort of automatically say that she's a bad leader, when in reality she's leading by negotiating (which is her specialty anyways), which I think is awesome.
hey, good stuff!
I did this, 'cause I was thinking about it.
The thing IS. We have never seen her do ANYTHING. Which is to say, anything that has payoff either in the episodic plot or the mytharc as a whole. She's very skillfully agreeing with John or very skillfully doing her job as a bureaucrat, but do bureaucrats make good television?
Answer: when they wear HOT RED SHIRTS. *g*
Re: hey, good stuff!
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(But McKay so *is* a genius *g*)
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also, your post has enlightened my own interpretations. i had previously compared it with star trek overall but not in a character-to-character way, and not taking into account all of the series, but your point about the mixture is completely right. beckett only makes sense compared to mccoy and not compared to crusher; elizabeth only makes sense in light of voyager (although maybe a bit of delenn; and i think mckay is quite a complicated composite.
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so bring it, baby. where's my girlslash? I am disinclined to watch this show, in any case (I am not the thoroughly marinated space show fan that you are, I think -- I loved Voyager because it gave me Janeway) -- but girlslash might sweeten the deal.
did you read the Janeway/Weir story in Multiverse05? good stuff.
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what i love even more than the writers and creators being fanboys, are the writers and creators making the characters fanboys too. it's one thing to create parallel characters (equating elizabeth weir to janeway was incredibly enlightening, by the way), but it's something else when the characters are aware of it and explicitly mention itit turns homage into actual canon. plus it's fun! it's so much fun when rodney tells sheppard that he's kirk, that romancing the alien priestess is very 1967. and beckett is dr. mccoy, because sheppard's actually *told us* that he is. it's one of my favorite exchanges on the show:
mckay: he [beckett] just doesn't like going through the stargate.
sheppard: he's worse than doctor mccoy.
teyla: who?
sheppard: the TV character doctor beckett plays in real life.
it's so damn playful and self-aware. it gives us a little background for the characters (GEEKS), and it could be a throw-away line, but instead it's a huge chunk of character developmentwhen, as you point out, they didn't actually have to develop his character at all! and of course there's the moment a few episodes later when beckett himself comes out with, "i'm a bloody medical doctor, not a magician!"
it was definitely fandom that got me into sci-fi (or at least here, at the fringes of it) and the more i stick around, the more i understand that sci-fi begets sci-fi. every genre has its tropes, but they seem tighter and more clear-cut here, not to mention completely shameless about recurrencethat seems to be the actual point.
aaand i think i just took a really long time to repeat everything you already said. sorry about that, but i did love this post.