Dollhouse, Episode 3
The main difference between the first two episodes and the third episode of Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse is that I think I might have seen some potential. Well, except for the parts that come across as a bad video for the Pussycat Dolls. Which is a really low bar to get under. I have to hope that it’s Fox executives telling Whedon that what really held back Firefly was the lack of T&A. There are bits of gold in this stream, but they’re completely obscured by the huge, heaping mound of crap that’s been piled on top.
Eliza, Eliza, Eliza. When you’re not in an action scene, you just seem like you don’t know what to do with yourself. I’m not complaining about the singing. That wasn’t terrible. And I do give Whedon and company credit for not imprinting Dushku as a dancer rather than a backup singer, even though every arrow in the plot was pointing in that direction. Not that we didn’t have plenty of bad dance scenes to go around, mind you.
Still not feeling the Whedon sense of humor, though. A darker Whedon project? Maybe.
Kudos to the guys at Penny Arcade for their send-up of the Whedonites. As someone who “keeps watching Dollhouse out of some twisted loyalty to Joss Whedon,” I haven’t quite given up on Dollhouse, but I’m definitely losing hope that there’s time to brake before this show reaches the cliff.
I wonder what John Stamos is up to these days…
