*hums* I think this one...
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trinityofone...is mostly filler.
Allow me to elaborate:
1. Okay, so nothing, pretty much NOTHING could possible compare to 'Grace Under Pressure'--I think it would have actually had to be the "Sheppard and McKay declare their true feelings for each other, have exorbitant amounts of sex, then join the rest of the gang for a musical EXTRAVAGANZA wherein Zelenka has a solo in which he slides across the dance floor on his knees to run his hand up Elizabeth's thigh and glitter rains down from the ceiling and coats everyone's eyelashes and we freeze-frame on a long, slow kiss and possibly there are tap-dancing penguins" episode for it to even come close. *breath* And since it wasn't I'm glad it also wasn't actually all that good so I don't have to feel unfairly disgruntled toward it.
2. That said: blah blah blah whatever, this was totally just an excuse to refresh their supply of drones, wasn't it? Those drones are going to show up later and we're all supposed to go, "Ooh! Continuity! Those are the drones they got in 'The Tower'!" Except the episode served no other purpose at all, so no, no continuity kudos for you. *neener*
3. I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY LEFT MCKAY TRAPPED. I mean, obviously, he's fine, but could we please conclude things a little more thoroughly? One episode in three with a thorough conclusion--it isn't much. A semi-thorough conclusion. One shot of Shep giving Rodney a manly hand up out of the hole, okay? Seriously: that's all I ask.
4. Okay, I lied. I ask this: can we stop with Sheppard being just randomly slutty? You're giving the Shep!Whore fanon credence, and it's irritating. This incidence seemed especially gratuitous: I understood (and am actually still rather intrigued by) Chaya, and even the woman from the Village of the Bland in 'Epiphany' made some sort of sense--dude, that place looked so boring, I might have slept with her, just to break up the monotony. (Plus, that Chosen One stuff is always a good line.) But this chick? Obviously no sort of connection at all, and my God, such an airhead--the McKay in me is most bothered by that, I think. And slashy stuff aside, it just felt so out-of-character to me that Sheppard would just bang some random alien floozie: he works so hard to keep people at a distance, and I can't see him wanting to let anyone that close, even for casual sex. I'd much rather have him be "mysteriously drawn" to a billion more semi-Ascended women, 'cause that at least makes sense. But then maybe I'm just proving once and for all that I'm not a guy: is any sex good sex? Really? *spreads estrogen everywhere*
5. The title of this episode is cool. I went into it wishing that it would have something to do with the Tarot card meaning(s) of the Tower--it's the freakiest card in the deck, symbolizing false structures, false institutions and false beliefs coming crashing down: suddenly, violently, and all at once. [Watch me paraphrase.] And while there may have been some of that for the people of Not!Vancouver, none of that cool, violent disruption had any impact or significance for our people. There was no character development for any of them at all, and I think that's what bothers me most about this episode. It could have been about a team of any four (then five) people on an alien planet--that's how nonexistent the character development was. How disappointing, especially after last week--guh.
Still, it will all be (nearly) worth it if icons appear of either a) 'And then they made me their chief' Sheppard or b) Teyla in one of those omnipresent (well, in Berkeley) Che Guevara shirts. Or maybe just Teyla in a beret. That'd be cool.
Also, someone needs to write fic to explain why Sheppard is suddenly SUCH A HO. Psychoanalyze him, baby! I'd love a trip through his crazy-beautiful mind.
Allow me to elaborate:
1. Okay, so nothing, pretty much NOTHING could possible compare to 'Grace Under Pressure'--I think it would have actually had to be the "Sheppard and McKay declare their true feelings for each other, have exorbitant amounts of sex, then join the rest of the gang for a musical EXTRAVAGANZA wherein Zelenka has a solo in which he slides across the dance floor on his knees to run his hand up Elizabeth's thigh and glitter rains down from the ceiling and coats everyone's eyelashes and we freeze-frame on a long, slow kiss and possibly there are tap-dancing penguins" episode for it to even come close. *breath* And since it wasn't I'm glad it also wasn't actually all that good so I don't have to feel unfairly disgruntled toward it.
2. That said: blah blah blah whatever, this was totally just an excuse to refresh their supply of drones, wasn't it? Those drones are going to show up later and we're all supposed to go, "Ooh! Continuity! Those are the drones they got in 'The Tower'!" Except the episode served no other purpose at all, so no, no continuity kudos for you. *neener*
3. I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY LEFT MCKAY TRAPPED. I mean, obviously, he's fine, but could we please conclude things a little more thoroughly? One episode in three with a thorough conclusion--it isn't much. A semi-thorough conclusion. One shot of Shep giving Rodney a manly hand up out of the hole, okay? Seriously: that's all I ask.
4. Okay, I lied. I ask this: can we stop with Sheppard being just randomly slutty? You're giving the Shep!Whore fanon credence, and it's irritating. This incidence seemed especially gratuitous: I understood (and am actually still rather intrigued by) Chaya, and even the woman from the Village of the Bland in 'Epiphany' made some sort of sense--dude, that place looked so boring, I might have slept with her, just to break up the monotony. (Plus, that Chosen One stuff is always a good line.) But this chick? Obviously no sort of connection at all, and my God, such an airhead--the McKay in me is most bothered by that, I think. And slashy stuff aside, it just felt so out-of-character to me that Sheppard would just bang some random alien floozie: he works so hard to keep people at a distance, and I can't see him wanting to let anyone that close, even for casual sex. I'd much rather have him be "mysteriously drawn" to a billion more semi-Ascended women, 'cause that at least makes sense. But then maybe I'm just proving once and for all that I'm not a guy: is any sex good sex? Really? *spreads estrogen everywhere*
5. The title of this episode is cool. I went into it wishing that it would have something to do with the Tarot card meaning(s) of the Tower--it's the freakiest card in the deck, symbolizing false structures, false institutions and false beliefs coming crashing down: suddenly, violently, and all at once. [Watch me paraphrase.] And while there may have been some of that for the people of Not!Vancouver, none of that cool, violent disruption had any impact or significance for our people. There was no character development for any of them at all, and I think that's what bothers me most about this episode. It could have been about a team of any four (then five) people on an alien planet--that's how nonexistent the character development was. How disappointing, especially after last week--guh.
Still, it will all be (nearly) worth it if icons appear of either a) 'And then they made me their chief' Sheppard or b) Teyla in one of those omnipresent (well, in Berkeley) Che Guevara shirts. Or maybe just Teyla in a beret. That'd be cool.
Also, someone needs to write fic to explain why Sheppard is suddenly SUCH A HO. Psychoanalyze him, baby! I'd love a trip through his crazy-beautiful mind.
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Date: 2005-12-20 07:10 pm (UTC)"Okay, I lied. I ask this: can we stop with Sheppard being just randomly slutty? You're giving the Shep!Whore fanon credence, and it's irritating."
::chokedeadgiggling:: That alone deserves comment!fic.
“Rodney–“
“Oh, don’t you ‘Rodney’ me, you son of a bitch,” Rodney snapped. “You, you with your libidinous libido and your three pounds of hair and your smirky, slutty mouth. You need to check your dick at the ‘Gate, because it seems every time we step through it you once again expose it to the dangers of intergalactic penis disease. My God, did no one ever show you pictures?!”
“Rodney, look, it isn’t my fault.”
“It never is! Did you fall down and– whoops! It slipped in?! No. Don’t talk to me. You’re an intergalactic gigolo, and I don’t like you anymore. All those times. All those times I blamed those women for being tramps, and it was always you, with your big green eyes and your rakish hair and your uncontrollable penis!”
John felt a flush crawling onto his cheeks. “That’s enough talk about my penis, okay?”
“No, it’s not. It keeps getting us into trouble! I move to make it the fifth member of the team. We could name it Bitch Magnet. Or... Gerald, the Product of an Overactive Gland.”
“Look, she needed my genes! They’re healthy genes, you know.”
“They’re the genes of the intergalactic gigolo.”
“They’re the genes of the Ancients.”
“Wipe the smirk off your face, or I’m going to blacken your other eye.”
“You didn’t blacken it so much as yellow it.”
“You’ll have a racoon eye come morning, with my name written all over it. Be glad I was trapped so long my muscles began to cramp, cause I was going to kick your skinny ass. I can barely move as it is,” Rodney snapped.
Elizabeth cleared her throat lightly from the front of the briefing room, and ten pairs of eyes met hers. “Ah... let’s start at the beginning, shall we?”
“Colonel Space Slut,” Rodney muttered, and crossed his arms.
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Date: 2005-12-20 07:18 pm (UTC)You rock so hard. And I feel so much better about this episode now--thank you!
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Date: 2005-12-20 07:28 pm (UTC)gerald
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Date: 2005-12-21 12:35 am (UTC)Dude. That is fantastic.
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