Winding Down

TVSquad forwarded along a New York Post story, which is pretty much completely unsubstantiated speculation quoting from an anonymous “tipster,” that the producers of “Battlestar Galactica” want to end the series after the fourth (next) season. This is similar to [...]

Sayid waiting for a pushTVSquad forwarded along a New York Post story, which is pretty much completely unsubstantiated speculation quoting from an anonymous “tipster,” that the producers of “Battlestar Galactica” want to end the series after the fourth (next) season. This is similar to the claims the “Lost” guys have made that they’ve got an ending in sight and are figuring out how to bring the series to a close after “one or two” more seasons.

It’s a good idea in both cases, and I’m not saying that just because I really really want to see “Galactica 2009.” I can’t think of any series that maintained its quality after four seasons, and with high concept series with a definite premise (finding Earth, getting off the island), it just makes it all the more clear that you have to have an end in sight.

By all rights, the most recent “Lost” episode, “The Man From Tallahassee,” should have had me jumping up and down making awkward grunting sounds. It was exactly the kind of stuff I’ve been wanting to see in the series. Real answers to questions, including one that’s been around since episode 1. A flashback that mattered, and had a really shocking scene in it. Hints at something larger, with a mysterious power about the island. Strong performances all around. A big explosion.

And a sign that they knew what they were doing, and Locke’s actions a few episodes ago weren’t just unmotivated idiocy. He had a plan, and we’re only seeing now what his real motives were.

I read a review of the episode that complained this development just made it clearer that the writers are making it up as they go along, and now they’d written themselves and excuse to pull any plot development they wanted out of their asses. (Or their magic boxes, as the case may be).

I had the opposite reaction. I thought this was the first in a long while that really showed steps towards tying things together. Jack’s dad, Kate’s horse, Eko’s brother Yemi, and now Locke’s discovery — they’re all connected, and Ben has seen this kind of thing happening on the island and is trying to explain it. Not only were the characters brought back to focus with this episode, but the events were as well.

Still, it ended with my feeling pretty unimpressed. I’ve been saying for a while that the “feel” of the show is more important than the answers. That anything the writers could possibly come up with to explain everything is going to feel like a let-down, because the hints at greater mysteries are by definition more interesting than the explanations. Now I’m having to back up that claim, and it’s tough. Myst-like hatches full of antiquated video monitors and mail slots that lead to nowhere, and underground bunkers with secret UV messages and record collections and secret serums, are always going to be more interesting than bright yellow compounds with swingsets and pool rooms.

And they’re already getting a diminished return on investment with their shocking revelations. I can guarantee you that had Locke’s flashback shown in seasons one or two, it would’ve been horrifying and exciting. But last night, it was just a brief flash of interest, like any other instantly forgettable TV stunt. After another season of this, they’re going to have to bring out the big guns to be satisfyingly shocking and relevatory.

In preparation for next week’s “Battlestar Galactica” finale, and the long hiatus until the next season, I’ve been going back through and watching the DVDs, starting with the miniseries. I came to the show late, so I always had the impression that the series was much larger than what I was aware of. That some of the events of the series had more impact to those who’ve been watching all along, seeing more than just the glimpses shown in the “previously on…” bits.

I’ve been surprised by two things: First, that I’ve seen more of the series than I remembered. I’d somehow seen the entire miniseries and first several episodes, apparently, and there are just four or five from the second half of the first season that I’d missed.

Second, that they covered so much in the first three hours of the miniseries. I’d thought that they’ve been building layer on layer of intrigue over the past couple of years, but 90% of what’s going on now (minus New Caprica and the Occupation) was established at the beginning. That’s both good and bad — good that they have had solid ideas of the characters and the central drama since the beginning, bad that they’ve kind of been coasting on that for so long.

I think BSG would do well to have a clear ending in sight, explaining what really motivates the Cylons, what is this plan we hear about at the beginning of every episode, and perhaps most importantly, finally explaining exactly what the hell is going on with Baltar and his visions of Six. I don’t know if they could do all that in one season, but in the past they’ve shown they can. Whatever the case, a fifth season would most likely kill the show.

And I guess I’ve realized a third thing about “Battlestar”: the value of subtext. My memory of the series was that it was just overwhelmingly, unrelentingly dark and depressing. Watching the miniseries again now reminded me that it’s not, really; in retrospect, it’s even a little bit manipulative and melodramatic. Obviously, now I know what’s going to happen, so the surprise is gone.

But more than that, I’m watching to see specific plot developments instead of just the “feel” of the show. They communicate that feeling so well, without having to repeatedly state it directly. It makes the more recent episode seem all the more heavy-handed and deliberately obtuse by comparison. The best thing I can say about the series is that at least in the early days, it doesn’t overstate its message. During the miniseries, you’d get a line of dialogue like, “It’s the end of the world, Lee,” and that was enough. Lately, it’s been more “It’s the end of the world, and that is why we need to maintain strict demands on fuel production and remain anti-labor in spite of our push for democracy, and it is this kind of thing that shows what a gray moral area we now live in.”

See the internets!

Thanks to the Sam & Max games, Google searches by friends from back East, and the fact that for the first time in recent memory I have friendly neighbors, a lot of new people are discovering this website. I feel [...]

All links are 98 3/4 percent guaranteed interestingThanks to the Sam & Max games, Google searches by friends from back East, and the fact that for the first time in recent memory I have friendly neighbors, a lot of new people are discovering this website. I feel obligated to point out that there are a lot more interesting places on the interwebs that you could be.

The sidebar still has links to friends & other interesting sites; the del.icio.us section has what I’ve been looking at recently. In addition to that, here’s my favorite internet stuff of the moment:

TV In Japan: If you liked the video of Pan the Chimpanzee and James the Bulldog exercising, here’s a whole website full of stuff like that.

Achewood: Not just my favorite webcomic, but possibly the best thing on the internet ever. The strips don’t generally work out of context, so you’ve got to spend some time getting caught up. And if you’re offended by naughty words or adult situations involving cartoon cats, then it’s probably not for you.

Dave’s Long Box: A funny guy writes about his comic book collection. If it is possible for a non-comic book geek to enjoy any weblog about comics (I’m skeptical), this is the most likely one. It’s totally f@#$ing Airwolf.

The House Next Door: Frequently long-winded and often pompous posts about TV, movies, and other things of trivial importance. It’s also pretty well written, though, and usually has more insight than other reviews.

Drawn!: The Illustration Blog. Daily links to some great artists’ websites and projects going on around the internet.

Wil Wheaton Dot Net: In Exile: An always-interesting blog about geek stuff from the former “Star Trek” actor.

Watashi wa nihongo ga mada heta desu

“Watashi wa nihongo ga mada heta desu” means “I’m still bad at Japanese.” And although that’s a demonstrably true statement, the correct response is supposedly 「いいえ、そんなことは ありませんよ」, “No, that’s not true!” I’ve been taking classes for the past ten weeks [...]

For illustration purposes only. I recommend 'Japanese for Busy People' insteadWatashi wa nihongo ga mada heta desu” means “I’m still bad at Japanese.” And although that’s a demonstrably true statement, the correct response is supposedly 「いいえ、そんなことは ありませんよ」, “No, that’s not true!”

I’ve been taking classes for the past ten weeks at a local school, and last night was the nerve-wracking final. It’s actually a pretty laid-back environment, but seeing as how this is the third time I’ve taken the same class (I had to drop out of the first two before the halfway point, because of various crunch modes at work) and whether I can go on to the next one depends solely on the final exam, it was on the stressful side of pleasant. If I had just had the forethought to go wearing only my underwear, I could’ve relived one of my standard recurring adult nightmares.

It doesn’t help that I have Teflon-coated synapses where Japanese is involved. Proper names are the worst — you can tell me a Japanese family name, then immediately ask me to repeat it back to you, and I just can’t. Except for Akira Kurosawa, Beat Takeshi, and a couple of my friends with Japanese surnames, I’m hopeless. We were given a list of family words (father, grandmother, older brother, etc) to memorize, and that thing’s been the bane of my existence for two months now. I can stare at it, reciting the words over and over, and just can’t retain it.

And it says a lot that one of the key phrases we’re supposed to retain is “My Japanese isn’t very good.” That total lack of optimism extends to the title of our textbook (Basic Functional Japanese). It’s a shade better than the “particles are incomprehensibly confusing” and “you are doomed to failure” attitude surrounding the language, but it’s still hard to be enthusiastic with the mantra “The best you can possibly hope for is the most basic level of competence.”

I really have no idea how I did on the final exam; it seemed straightforward enough, but I know I made tons of little (and likely not-so-little) errors throughout. My key motivator was not having to pay to take the class for a fourth time, but when I started my panic-studying, I was reminded of this long-forgotten fact:

The head of Japanese studies at the University of Georgia is a total dick. (At least, the guy who was in charge in 1992). I was a year from graduating, and I wanted to take beginning-level classes to get a start in the language, and then go on studying on my own. JPN 101 was one of the few courses at UGA that required you to get approval from the department head before you could take it. It seemed odd, but at the time I just assumed it was a way to personalize the classes or something; inconvenient, but no big deal. When I was finally able to meet with the guy, he brusquely told me that unless I was majoring or minoring in the language, I couldn’t take the course at all. Asinine, yes, and a real drag, sure, but still not anything worth remembering 15 years later.

The kicker was this: when I asked why I couldn’t just take a few quarters of classes, he went on to say, “We have a much heavier course load than the other classes at the University. We even have students from Harvard who fail the class.” That smug disdain bugged me for years afterwards; obviously, I’m still holding a grudge. Apparently the desire to voluntarily take on classes for no relevant credit, in a language classified as “superhard” by the state department, isn’t a reliable indicator of intelligence or dedication. What really matters is whether or not my parents had enough money to send me to Harvard. How could a dumb-ass in some public state-run university possibly understand the language of ninja cartoons and videogame RPGs?

So I really want to pass that test, if only to stick it to that guy. And if I don’t, well, I’m very skeptical that I’m going to try to take the class yet again. So I’ll have to pick up what I can from comic books and weekend nights on Channel 26. But I can still say that I would’ve passed, if only I’d gone to Harvard, so it’s still a win-win situation for me. Yatta!

Update: Apparently Windows fonts don’t have the kana characters in them, resulting in a string of question marks on non-Macs for this post. I changed it to romanji and continued my smug condemnation of all things Windows.

Update 2: I got a 99%, which seems to me to be a total lie, but I’m not complaining. Take that, nameless, faceless University of GA pessimistic too-cool-for-public-school guy who for all I know might even be dead at this point! Yatta indeed.