If i had known when i settled down in
front of the TV one fateful evening in 1998 that i would become
hooked on a show called Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which i only tuned
into because there was nothing else remotely interesting on, i
would probably have laughed in your face. If you had told me in 1999
- the show's heyday - that i would watch the last ever episode of
this programme with nothing but indifference and a smidgen of
bitterness again - i would not have believed you.
It goes without saying however that
both statements would turn out to be absolutely true. At one time i
was the biggest Buffy fan out there. I watched the show religiously,
bought the tie in novels and proudly displayed picture clippings
from magazines featuring the characters from the show on the front
of my beloved homework journal despite the fact that at the time to
admit to watching Buffy was to invite ridicule. Not the wisest thing
to do when your already a social outcast.
But i didn't care, because this was a
show that hit a groove that appealed to me countless other people -
most notably it's appeal lay in the brilliantly drawn central
characters, all of which were social outcasts themselves. Along with
terrific writing, witty one-liners, and subtle metaphors it made one
of the best creations on the television.
So - where did it all go wrong?
Why is it that after seven years,
three of which i spent adoring every episode, i feel relieved rather
than sad that it's over?
And I'm not alone, Buffy fans were
left a largely bitter group.
Anyway, back to where it began to go
wrong, the suckage began in Season Four, no doubt about it. Angel
had already departed, Oz would follow soon after and we were treated
to the spectacle of one of the most chemistryless couples ever
(Buffy and Riley), the most pathetic big bad that made the Osmonds
look scary in comparison (Adam, that would be you I'm looking at)
and an utterly selfish, unlikable Buffy. Also there was the
incredible non-existence of Giles and Xander and the lame-ass
Initiative storyline.
I heeded the warning signals and
hardly bothered to watch Season Five. I loved the finale episode,
not because it was as well written as the show used to be in the day
(it wasn't even close) but because it depicted Buffy's death exactly
as i felt it always should have been.
Shame Joss Whedon couldn't just leave
there like any sane, non greedy person would have done.
Next came Season Six (alternatively
known as Season Sux or Season Sex, whichever you prefer) and this is
where Buffy the Vampire Slayer finally toppled over the line it had
been teetering over for so long - the one between supernatural drama
and turgid soap opera. I think you can guess which side it fell
onto.
How exactly Joss Whedon and his team
of airheads writers accomplished such a feat
remains a mystery but one suspects that a lot of it was to do with
Joss' absence. You see, Joss apparently likes to come up with
innovative television shows - then gets bored and moves on to
another one. Leaving Marti Noxon in charge is not only stupidity of
the highest order (bear in mind that she not only wrote that
worthless, two dimensional piece of crap called Riley Finn but that
she also composed the infamous hissy fit dressed up as an episode
called Into the Woods when the fandom refused to adore him)
it simply beggars any kind of rational belief.
Season Six will always be remembered
for the following crimes against nature - unnecessary pornography
involving Spike and Buffy, Spuffy itself, CrackWhore!Willow, the
complete domination of the show by Spike for no apparent reason
whatsofuckingever, Tara's completely pointless death (yeah, kill off
the only character anyone likes, whose brainfart was this?) and
other stuff i really don't want to remember. The trauma, the
humanity, the horror!
The characters all became completely
unlikable idiots who bore no resemblance to the loveable people we
all fell in love with. As mentioned before, Tara was the only one
anyone gave a crap about and they killed her. Marti Noxon proves
once again how smart she isn't.
Oh yeah, and Spike suddenly became
the focus of the show. Really, would it have taken that much effort
for Joss to stick his head in the door during a break of crying over
the unpopularity of BugLight....erm, sorry, i mean Firefly of course
and point out to Marti, Jane Espenson and Rebecca Rand-Kirschner
that the title character of the show is Buffy not
Spuke. No, that is not a typo.
Onto Season Seven and things didn't
improve all that much. We got rid of the Spuffy porn yet there was
still more Spike anyway, simpering, PointlessSpeeches!Buffy,
pointless, whiney Dawn, the utterly not scary First Evil (I'm still
amazed how ME managed to turn one of the most intriguing villains
into one of the shittest but i should have learned by now that ME
revel in being capable of doing the stupidest things) and
::shudders:: the Slayers in whining training. I
refuse to dwell on it.
Because i just can't care that much.
It's done, it's gone and much as i would have hated saying this 4
years ago Good. Fucking. Riddance. And no, i won't even wish Joss
good luck with whatever crap he wants to continue on with because
frankly i couldn't give a monkeys.
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