Burning my Dollhouse Down
If you've read my blog more than, say, twice, you're already well aware of my unashamedly gushing fandom for Joss Whedon - - though admittedly it really started and ended with Firefly, I'll still watch and struggle to enjoy pretty much anything the man does.
I gave Dollhouse a chance. Several chances, really. And I enjoyed it. I was completely swept up by the "missing 13th episode" - only found on the Season 1 dvd set - and thought, "damn, this man knows how to spin a yarn!"
Season 2 was pretty impressive - once I found it on line and was able to watch it up until it was taken BACK OFF THE AIR for November.
Dollhouse had the makings of being a really good show, in spite of its early struggles. I enjoyed it. It had a really good cast, and, lets be honest, had Eliza Dushku, who I'm inexplicably a fan of. Yes, she's no Meryl Streep, but she's got a good presence when she's in her zone (go back and watch the Bank Job episode. She just needs to be angry or professionally focused and then I can't stop watching her.), and she's fun. She makes a better antiheroine than a standard one - - she'll always be better as Faith than as a Buffy.
But of course, Fox has cancelled the show. Of course they would! What else would they DO with shows I like? I'm trying not to enjoy Glee, because clearly my setting a DVR for a show becomes Fox's kiss of death.
I struggle to figure out what it is that Fox has against Joss. What, seriously, is it? They don't just hate him, though - they hate a lot of people. Mostly the people who want to watch the shows they put on. I don't get it. It escapes me.
I do, however, think I've stumbled upon why Joss keeps going back to Fox.
Fox is Joss Whedon's insane ex girlfriend.
No, think about that a moment. You've all had one of those relationships, haven't you? Where the sex was unbelievable, but they were just a little bit...umm... crazy? And maybe the crazy played into it. Maybe it was the crazy that made the physical parts so skull-shatteringly impressive. And you'd break up with them - because some insurance companies will threaten to drop your coverage if you don't - and, like a year later, you find yourself standing behind her in the grocery store, and she looks great and you talk, and she seems so much less dangerous than you remember her being, so you go out again, and six months later she's set fire to your DVD collection, deliberately threw your cell phone into the hot oil vat at McDonald's and told your friends that you've joined a cult and never want to speak to them ever again.
That's happened to everyone, hasn't it? Totally.
But everytime you think you've gotten away, she just randomly shows up again in your life and all the previous crazy has been forgotten - or at least doesn't seem so bad in hindsight.
See, Joss, you just need a better girlfriend. Fox - - oh, she may be lovely, and she might be great in the sack. But how many times do you need to wake up in the morning to see that she carved her name in your back to see that she's just not good for you?
You just need a good relationship. Like with ABC or NBC. They're good people, from decent families. Or maybe HBO or Showtime. They have more money to throw around and are a bit more concerned about their actual viewers than Fox.
Just - - - don't say no, yet, Joss. Think about it. Look at the new wounds scratched across your skin and the spray paint on your car. And just rethink it. Maybe it's just time you moved on.


