.. & I'll Kill You If You Say different.
No joke, but: I'm struggling to think of a TV show as moving, involving, original, diverse and daring as Sense8.
And I know that of those here who watch all 12 episodes there will probably be equal numbers who love it and loathe it, as that seems to be the way with the violently divided views most Wachowski (and JM Strasczynski, come to that) seem to engender.
But please know that if you fall into the anti-Sense8 camp then you are a lost, dead, soulless, MONSTER.
This show is about love and joy and acceptance and love and family and belonging and hope and love.
I can't remember the last time any show left me feeling as positive about the Human condition (early Buffy, maybe).
Sense8 is a masterpiece of languid, long-form story-telling. Shit, not even that... it's really just a 10-and-a-half-hour movie masquerading as TV.
The highlights of this show are highlights of all TV this year and for many to come, and four major highs stand out:
Episode 4 manages to make me enjoy the 4 Non Blondes aural torture device "What's Going On?". A 'song' that has always left me wanting to punch a wall before now.
Episode 6's (now infamous) literal 'clusterfuck' is amongst the most daring and genuinely erotic sex scenes I've ever seen ('and I should know, I've seen a few!').
Can't remember which episode's scene in San Francisco where the entire premise of the show really kicks into gear: Nomi, in trouble, simply requests "Somebody help me..."
And then there's the Mommy of them all, the birthing scene. It had me in tears on first viewing and will have me in tears many times over in the future. It's no sin to enjoy hope and beauty in TV and Film and part of the utter joy of this scene is tempered by the realisation of how little uncynical positivity we see on screens big or small today.
One of the main reasons I believe the Wachowskis and Straczynski are mercilessly belittled by critics (Jupiter Ascending wasn't great but it wasn't the shitfest some critics really want you to believe) is that they are unapologetically un-cynical artists. They believe in unsexy, un-'edgy' and increasingly unacceptable virtues like hope, community, faith and connection.
I'm a very angry, cynical man and consequently a very lonely one. I want to believe. I love this show so much, I think, because I want to believe in the underlying message of Sense8: YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
No joke, but: I'm struggling to think of a TV show as moving, involving, original, diverse and daring as Sense8.
And I know that of those here who watch all 12 episodes there will probably be equal numbers who love it and loathe it, as that seems to be the way with the violently divided views most Wachowski (and JM Strasczynski, come to that) seem to engender.
But please know that if you fall into the anti-Sense8 camp then you are a lost, dead, soulless, MONSTER.
This show is about love and joy and acceptance and love and family and belonging and hope and love.
I can't remember the last time any show left me feeling as positive about the Human condition (early Buffy, maybe).
Sense8 is a masterpiece of languid, long-form story-telling. Shit, not even that... it's really just a 10-and-a-half-hour movie masquerading as TV.
The highlights of this show are highlights of all TV this year and for many to come, and four major highs stand out:
Episode 4 manages to make me enjoy the 4 Non Blondes aural torture device "What's Going On?". A 'song' that has always left me wanting to punch a wall before now.
Episode 6's (now infamous) literal 'clusterfuck' is amongst the most daring and genuinely erotic sex scenes I've ever seen ('and I should know, I've seen a few!').
Can't remember which episode's scene in San Francisco where the entire premise of the show really kicks into gear: Nomi, in trouble, simply requests "Somebody help me..."
And then there's the Mommy of them all, the birthing scene. It had me in tears on first viewing and will have me in tears many times over in the future. It's no sin to enjoy hope and beauty in TV and Film and part of the utter joy of this scene is tempered by the realisation of how little uncynical positivity we see on screens big or small today.
One of the main reasons I believe the Wachowskis and Straczynski are mercilessly belittled by critics (Jupiter Ascending wasn't great but it wasn't the shitfest some critics really want you to believe) is that they are unapologetically un-cynical artists. They believe in unsexy, un-'edgy' and increasingly unacceptable virtues like hope, community, faith and connection.
I'm a very angry, cynical man and consequently a very lonely one. I want to believe. I love this show so much, I think, because I want to believe in the underlying message of Sense8: YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
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