|This is what came up when I searched for |
"old women and crock pots."
WTF, Google Images?
|"Does this mean I'm fired, Mr. Spielberg?"|
|No, this does not make it better.|
But I didn't say stop.
I thought Colin Cunningham stole the show as Pope, an outlaw who is kind of like Mad Max with a solid prep-school education. Or a post-apocalyptic Russell Brand. You get the idea. PDaughter liked Drew Roy as teenage freedom fighter Hal Mason, because she's seen him in "iCarly," "Hannah Montana," and Secretariat. It's all about audience identification, although I could have done without the 500 exclamations of "I can't believe it's Griffin!" from her direction.
BelSpouse enjoyed "Falling Skies," calling it "well-made." I love my husband, but there is a line between being disingenuous and being full of horse hockey, and he's scooted across it. I know why he likes "Falling Skies," and why he'll tune in every week to watch the ragtag band of humans stare resolutely at the green screen representing the aliens.
Here's why: The star of the show is Noah Wyle, and he plays a handsome, virile, tough, and brilliant...history professor.
|Do you like my cool historian jacket?|
It protects me from laser guns
and cultural revisionism.
I tried very hard not to roll my eyes every time Tom expounded on some parallel between six-legged aliens and, say, Manifest Destiny. But they seemed to rotate in their sockets of their own accord, and of course BelSpouse picked up on it every time and shook his brass-handled walking stick at me. (Explanation: he is still relying somewhat on a cane following his recent surgery. However, the fact remains that he does own a brass-handled walking stick. Because he's a history professor, and that's how they roll. And limp.)
And naturally, Tom Mason is an expert in military history, just like a certain member of the household who shall remain nameless and really looks nothing like Noah Wyle. But don't tell him that. We both watched "Falling Skies," but we saw two different shows. I saw a well-written drama with good special effects and some nice messages about the human spirit. BelSpouse saw a show called "History Man Saves the World." (PDaughter, of course, saw a program about Griffin, who dated Carly Shay and collects Pee-Wee Babies. Look it up.)
So we'll all continue watching and enjoying the show in our own ways. But if Tom Mason starts stripping off his shirt and lobbing grenades at the aliens while name-checking Barbara Tuchman and Thucydides, I may have to duck thrown textbooks at the same time.