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Review: Primeval 2×6

Remember Crimson Tide? No, probably not.

It was this submarine movie starring Gene Hackman. Thing was, they had Quentin Tarantino as script advisor.

You’d have never known for most of us. It chugged along like a regular movie. Then all of a sudden, out of nowhere, there’s this bizarre scene where they all discuss which version of the Silver Surfer was their favourite. Stood out like a bodybuilder at a vegetarians convention.

I mention this purely because tonight, I seemed to wander into a completely different show from the Primeval I’ve been watching for the last few weeks. No surprise there though: it was written by Paul Cornell.

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Life on Mars series one for free

Life On Mars: Complete Series 1

FYI, if you buy today’s Daily Star and then sign up for a 30-day free trial with Lovefilm, they’ll send you a free copy of the first series of Life on Mars. You can keep it and everything.

Which is nice. Or would be if I weren’t a member already.

Actually, I caught an episode of the first series of Life on Mars on Bravo the other night and it’s weird how it’s so much better and Gene Hunt is such a better character compared with Ashes to Ashes.

Still, Phillip Glenister says it really gets going with episode three, and episode two was very good, so I’m going to go with that recommendation for now.

The CarusometerA Carusometer rating of 3

Third-episode verdict: Eli Stone

Time for final arguments on Eli Stone, Jonny Lee Miller’s US entry into religion and Ally McBeal territory. 

Who knew, following its first decidedly agnostic first episode, that it was possible for the show to be any less committed to the concept of God giving a lawyer divine inspiration and guidance? Because it’s backed away even further.

Yes, Eli Stone does have an odd knack of hallucinating the right names and visions to be able to win the case for the little guy at the last minute. But, for the most part, His guidance seems to be less incontrovertible than it was in the first episode. 

Eli’s fiancée has also become less of an evil Blonde Bitch (there’s a job description for that) and is becoming more supportive, etc. Nothing is absolute it seems.

Rather than sticking to its guns, then, Eli Stone has simply become the officially sanctioned show of quirkiness. It’s about lawyers who see things and do nice things. That’s it really.

Okay, slightly unfair. There is the growing realisation on Eli’s part that his Dad maybe not have been a complete arse after all, given that he had the same brain aneuryism that Eli has. Yes, Eli’s turning into his Dad, which is something many a male fears as he simultaneously realises his Dad wasn’t all bad after all and there was method to his madness. That’s moderately interesting.

There’s also a perky new incompetent, do-gooder newbie lawyer. And we don’t have to put up with the dodgy medicine of the first episode.

But it’s all infinitely forgettable really. Good for anyone who likes Jonny Lee Miller and a bit of unchallenging dramedy. Missable for everyone else.

 

The CarusometerA Carusometer rating of 3

Fifth-episode verdict: Terminator – The Sarah Connor Chronicles

Well, after holding off for a couple of episodes, it’s time for The Carusometer to pass a verdict on the clumsily titled Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles.

It’s definitely had ups and downs so far. An appalling start, with most of the episodes crushed under the weight of pretentious narration, dramatic clichés, run of the mill action plots, by the numbers direction and some appalling acting, has yielded up a few good moments, most of them the sorts of revelations that fanboys will love, but everyone else won’t care about.

It’s also a bit slackly written: even the voiceover makes a major boo-boo (or is a major plot point?) when it says that Skynet sent Terminators back in time to attack Sarah and her family and that it also sent one back to protect her. Really? That seems a little unlikely.

Probably the worst thing about it is that it reduces the threat of the Terminators from being unstoppable killing machines that "absolutely will not stop ever, until you’re dead" – basically, things you need to keep running away from at all costs – into things that can be stopped inside 40 minutes after a bit of slapping around.

Still, that’s not to say the producers haven’t been fixing some of the worst problems. While nothing can be done about Lena Headey’s inability to act, she is at least being beefed up – maybe they’re feeding her cheese nibbles at lunchtime – and the character is no longer a whiny misery guts instead of female action icon.

Summer Glau is an interesting dilemma. She can clearly act. We’ve seen her able to act in many other things. It’s just here, she’s chosen to go for vacant instead of neutral. The result is that she acts like someone being told to act like a robot. I could write whole essays on Arnie Schwarzenegger’s and Robert Patrick’s portrayals of Terminators in the movies but I summarise my thoughts thus: you could believe that people might think they were human – cold, but human – which is what you’d need in something that’s supposed to be able to infiltrate human society. 

It’s odd, because Glau, when she’s doing impressions of other characters, is very good. So I think she could be nudged in the right direction over time. I just wish they’d stop trying to make her into an über-Terminator, able to kick the arse of even the T-888s they’ve introduced that tower over her, all with minimal damage. She’s a tiny little thing – I’ve heard the phrase "pixibot" bandied around – and when it comes to robots with the same programming and speed, a good couple of feet extra height and weight go a long way (I suspect).

They’ve also wisely replaced, through one of the most elaborate re-casting regimes imaginable, the original bad Terminator that was going to chase after the Connors. It’s now being played by Garret Dillahunt, whose has more acting talent in his little finger than the rest of the cast have between them. Cool. Unlike the other Terminators, he doesn’t look like he’s lived his life down the gym, either, which is a nice touch.

All in all though, while it’s a zillion times better than Terminator 3, it doesn’t hit you with the imagination or skill of the first two movies, from which it derives considerably. If you’re not a Terminator fanboy or girl, don’t bother giving this a shot because there’s nothing here that you won’t be able to see done better elsewhere. But if you’re a lover of the Terminator millieu, you might fancy watching what is essentially some televised fan fic with the occasional glimmer of originality and thought.