I've seen a couple of good "shows" this week. One was the movie "Let The Right One In" which we rented from Netflix. The other was the Joss Whedon show, "Dollhouse."
I saw "Dollhouse" on Hulu. I liked it more than I thought I would. Maybe once you turn the set (or in this case, laptop) off the residual feeling you get is that it's all nonsense but it's pretty nonsense. Good looking actors in yoga clothes. Certainly entertaining enough to watch while crocheting.
This blog summarizes the show's concept better than I can.
The thing about the show that fascinates me most is the characters' living situation. During their down-time the characters live in a yoga spa-like atrium and do tai chi, arts and crafts and take showers. They sleep in pits in the floor like John Lennon in "Help."
I always wanted a sleeping pit.
It feels wrong for some reason but I kind of like the yoga spa atrium the dolls live in.
They've got fountains and streams and polished wood and granite and leafy plants. Their bathroom is really cool - well, what you can see of it.
The viewer is supposed to feel conflicted about the plight of these characters who have had the appearance of an ideal "enlightened" state imposed on them. Personally I'm envious of their pad.
"Let The Right One In" is a winsome vampire movie. It has a subtlety, beauty and charm that you wouldn't expect from a horror film. Maybe it's not a horror film. Well worth seeing.
This post has too damned many quotation marks in it.