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These words are dear to my heart, Time Please.
The best description I ever heard of it is:
"an unenthusiastic band of neurotic escaped convicts bitch and backstab their way across the galaxy, ineffectually fighting an empire that is clearly collapsing under its own weight in any case, but meanwhile at least makes the trains run on time. Eventually nearly all of them die. Pointlessly."
The spiders are fairly unscary to anyone other than Tom-as-a-child, but basically the 52 shiningly glorious episodes of wonderfulness and bad sets work both as a Foucauldian exploration of revolution (just blowing up the centre of power doesn't work!) and as a powerful Boy Meets Boy, Boy Loses Boy, Boy Meets Boy Again With Tragic Consequences tragic love story set against the backdrop of a world gone mad. (Um, disclaimer: the main actors claim they weren't acting gay - they just used to fall around on the floor with their arms round each other/make sizzling eye contact/ have lover's tiffs in public because... actually I forget why.)
Oh, and Servalan is in it. |
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