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Okay, kids, let us discuss SG:A 218, AKA "Michael".
First we'll cut for spoilers. Oh, and if you are in the happy-happy place where any criticism of the team is bad for you, probably you should try a different journal tonight. I've been there, and I'd never judge you for it. I love my show too.
Wow, way to screw everything up and totally deserve what you get for it, Atlantis team. And Rodney, why didn't you yell at them for this idea?
Carson! You lunatic mad scientist! And Weir, telling him not to bother with the self-examination or the taking of responsibility. Heightmeyer, who wins the creepiest psychologist ever award. (Except maybe for the one in Brazil). Ronon, who went post-traumatic stress disorder and provoked the experimental victim/subject to immediate violence. John, who is his xenophobic self in the ugliest way possible (though still quite pretty while doing it). Rodney, who was obviously unhappy about it but didn't say anything useful.Where was he? There's back story there. Teyla, who while the most sympathetic character after Michael in this episode still freaks me out with the sincere head-screwage.
I wish I could say they were out of character here, but THEY WEREN'T. Why do I still love them, when they act so horribly at times? There's really no excuse for how they acted here, except possibly the ravages of extreme stress and whatever the cook has been putting in the blue jello. They are like monkeys at the controls sometimes.
And now, so screwed. Sheppard, seriously, lay off the evil. It doesn't suit your complexion.
I'm thinking Kavanaugh was right.
All this, but hey; I totally had a good time watching my pretty, pretty show. They were all stupid and bad, but they're my crazy-crazy tv pals all the same. I got to see Ronon tracking, and wearing a new shirt! And the story was compelling, moving quickly enough, and we got to see the famous Alpha Site. I want stories where John and Rodney and Teyla and Ronon in various pairings and groups yell at each other about this. Oh, plus I maintained suspension of disbelief through this one, unlike, say, The Tower. Maybe they've just worn me down and I'll believe anything.
Love hurts, you know?
First we'll cut for spoilers. Oh, and if you are in the happy-happy place where any criticism of the team is bad for you, probably you should try a different journal tonight. I've been there, and I'd never judge you for it. I love my show too.
Wow, way to screw everything up and totally deserve what you get for it, Atlantis team. And Rodney, why didn't you yell at them for this idea?
Carson! You lunatic mad scientist! And Weir, telling him not to bother with the self-examination or the taking of responsibility. Heightmeyer, who wins the creepiest psychologist ever award. (Except maybe for the one in Brazil). Ronon, who went post-traumatic stress disorder and provoked the experimental victim/subject to immediate violence. John, who is his xenophobic self in the ugliest way possible (though still quite pretty while doing it). Rodney, who was obviously unhappy about it but didn't say anything useful.Where was he? There's back story there. Teyla, who while the most sympathetic character after Michael in this episode still freaks me out with the sincere head-screwage.
I wish I could say they were out of character here, but THEY WEREN'T. Why do I still love them, when they act so horribly at times? There's really no excuse for how they acted here, except possibly the ravages of extreme stress and whatever the cook has been putting in the blue jello. They are like monkeys at the controls sometimes.
And now, so screwed. Sheppard, seriously, lay off the evil. It doesn't suit your complexion.
I'm thinking Kavanaugh was right.
All this, but hey; I totally had a good time watching my pretty, pretty show. They were all stupid and bad, but they're my crazy-crazy tv pals all the same. I got to see Ronon tracking, and wearing a new shirt! And the story was compelling, moving quickly enough, and we got to see the famous Alpha Site. I want stories where John and Rodney and Teyla and Ronon in various pairings and groups yell at each other about this. Oh, plus I maintained suspension of disbelief through this one, unlike, say, The Tower. Maybe they've just worn me down and I'll believe anything.
Love hurts, you know?
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