I liked it. Sort of. It was a tad slow and a little talky and a bit “What the hell?”, but when you’re sitting through a show’s credits and the names “Steven S DeKnight”, “Tim Minear” and “Joss Whedon” pop up, you know you’re in good hands.
It may take a while to warm up – and hey, we’ve all heard how that pilot episode was tinkered with until the tinker cussed – but that doesn’t mean it won’t find its feet very soon. And the ratings weren’t a complete disaster, though they could’ve been better, so… I’m cautiously optimistic.
I think Eliza Dushku has the most unenviable job on television, though: how to make a character who has a complete personality overhaul every single week somebody we can connect with. Jesus, how do you even write for a lead like that?
Oh, and in other news – and it really pains me to say this – I’ve given up on The Sarah Connor Chronicles.
I feel as though I’m not so much kicking a puppy as I am shoving it into a sack and throwing it into a canal, but damn, that puppy was driving me nuts.