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21 November 2005 @ 08:56 pm
SGA: Poisoning the Well  


This is duller than it should be. Interesting idea, so-so execution. This ep really needs a B-plot. I remember being impressed the first time around that they let human experimentation with a terminally ill patient take place. I think that was when I briefly thought, "Wow, as a spin-off this is a darker universe than SG-1." I don't really think that now. The experimentation is still a cool plot point. It just doesn't compensate for everything else that's meh in the episode. It's a very Star Trekky episode, using a well-worn set of building blocks for its plot and character elements. I want newness! Also, one meta-joke about Carson as a present-day McCoy doesn't elevate his characterization, and a whole ep centered around him doesn't do much for me. Not when the plot developments are stock and predictable.

I'm so mean!

By the way, I said a week or two ago how I'd finished watching up through "The Lost Boys" and been disappointed, but I don't think I put that in context--I was only talking about the last five eps of the season to date, which I was catching up with. Not that I have much to say about it at this moment, mainly because I no longer remember in any detail what bugged me so much, but I just wanted to belatedly clarify that. Because I'm a deeply paranoid person and would hate to alienate all of fandom with a few careless words.

*mutters 'Mercury in retrograde' again*



PSA of the day: Don't eat popcorn after coating your shoulder with Ben-Gay...without having washed your hands thoroughly first. Not that I think anyone in the world but me would do something so lame. But still. I'm here as your example.
 
 
 
LadyStarlight: ewww alliteratorladystarlightsj on November 22nd, 2005 05:12 am (UTC)
I'm writing this down, because I would so do that. You're not alone!
Anna S.: james-marsterseliade on November 22nd, 2005 05:17 am (UTC)
Ha! Perfect icon! *grin*
flaming muse: mckaygenius newkidfanflaming_muse on November 22nd, 2005 10:25 am (UTC)
B-plot. Yes. Something *more*.

Although scenes with John and Steve (or any Wraith, really) make me happy. :)
Anna S.: john-intenseeliade on November 22nd, 2005 05:16 pm (UTC)
John taunting the Wraith--he's so cute. It's like he's been waiting all his life to be this dark and mean. Sometimes he really does impress me with this air of darkness, of course; other times I just want to pet his head.
Anna S.: dino-teetheliade on December 12th, 2005 02:41 am (UTC)
Steve the Wraith is awesome. "I'll call you...Steve." Or whatever he says--reminds me of Monty Python. "You may call me...Tim." Hee.
The Spikespike21 on November 22nd, 2005 10:25 am (UTC)
Thought #1: hmm I wonder what that tastes like...
Thought #2: Do we have any Ben Gay...?
Thought #3: Spike! Ewwww! Stop that!
Anna S.: dh-sleepyeliade on November 22nd, 2005 05:16 pm (UTC)
Give it to your cat. Cats love Ben-Gay. *sniff* And me. I mean, I love it. Cats only occasionally love me.
fluffybkittyfluffybkitty on November 22nd, 2005 12:23 pm (UTC)
Actually I did that not long back, or something similar at least. I'd pulled a muscle in my shoulder and liberally slathered it with Deep Heat and then, without thinking to wash my hands, ate a packet of crisps. Needless to say, it was nasty!
Anna S.: polarbeareliade on November 22nd, 2005 05:17 pm (UTC)
Helenhelenish on November 22nd, 2005 02:25 pm (UTC)
effing Poisoning the Well. I hate that episode for the following reasons:

1. Beckett, shudder.
2. Doing dangerous experiments with population's full and informed consent = so offensively unethical that you have to bring in Rodney McKay to be disgusted by it, just to show that it is BEYOND THE PALE.
3. Fucked up crazy torture and medical research on prisoners = just fine.
4. People even mentioning the Geneva convention = totally lame. Snortworthy.
5. John Sheppard = crappiest interrogator in the world, like, WHY oh WHY didn't they get Rodney down in there to just gab at him irritatingly until he told them stuff. He doesn't seem like the calmest guy in the world. Even John being laconic seems to bug him, I think Rodney McKay in full "I can't believe this sandwich is liverwurst, this is unbelievable, say, you know, don't you think having an organic ship is kind of a bad idea, I mean, it worked on Farscape I guess, but it seems prone to error, and I have to tell you your power systems don't seem to function at full capacity and I don't appreciate being in this cell, hey, you know, I got a blister last week and it was really painful and I might have sepsis--" mode would obviously be the way to go.

But mostly 2. And the fact that Rodney was only in the story as exposition and to be WILDLY DISGUSTED by people's BAD ETHICS.

and 6. Carson has no chin.

The only good part was when Perna showed up, and Sheppard, McKay AND Beckett all try to outcharm each other, like, what, there aren't any hot blonde scientists on Atlantis? WRONG. There's that German chick with the glasses. And Zelenka, frankly. Also, I enjoyed the painted backdrops. And, well, I sort of wish they went to worlds where it was the 19th century more often. And why don't they ever go anywhere where the ladies are in charge and treat John like he's sweet and pretty and shouldn't be carrying that gun?
Anna S.: john pretty!eliade on November 22nd, 2005 03:31 pm (UTC)
"I can't believe this sandwich is liverwurst, this is unbelievable, say, you know, don't you think having an organic ship is kind of a bad idea, I mean, it worked on Farscape I guess, but it seems prone to error, and I have to tell you your power systems don't seem to function at full capacity and I don't appreciate being in this cell, hey, you know, I got a blister last week and it was really painful and I might have sepsis--"

You crack me up madly. You bring the love, baby.

And yeah, there was almost no Rodney in this, and Carson has no chin. *Sigh.*

And why don't they ever go anywhere where the ladies are in charge and treat John like he's sweet and pretty and shouldn't be carrying that gun?

"The pretty ones can wait in the salon," Zigga said, taking Rodney's arm to lead him into the council chamber.

"But wait--" Rodney looked back over his shoulder, struggling between the implied insult there and the compliment of being chosen for hot diplomatic action while John looked on in dismay.

snerk.
Helenhelenish on November 22nd, 2005 06:32 pm (UTC)
"The pretty ones can wait in the salon," Zigga said, taking Rodney's arm to lead him into the council chamber.

"But wait--" Rodney looked back over his shoulder, struggling between the implied insult there and the compliment of being chosen for hot diplomatic action while John looked on in dismay.

By the end of the negotiations he wasn't bothered about it much - who cared about the fascist and highly inaccurate standards of beauty on M3X-463, anyhow, when there was naquadah to be cunningly traded for broken radio parts? He expected to spend a fulfilling evening lording his superior trading ability over John - after all, not one person had tried to shoot or kidnap him during the entire six hour session, but John only smiled at him and said "That's nice," and undid another button on his shirt. Which was shiny.

"Where'd you get that?" Rodney said.

"They gave it to me," John said. "Nice, don't you think?"

"Yeah, great," Rodney said, digging through his back to find his floss. There had been sort of stringy beer nuts to commemorate the beginnings of peaceful trading.

"You don't like it?" John said quietly.

"Are you on drugs?" Rodney said, and took his floss in the bathroom. He only managed to get through the top row of teeth before opening the door, taking one look at John's crumpled face for confirmation, and saying, "You're on drugs, right?"

"You don't think I look good?" John said. His hands were fisted, white-knuckled, in the bedspread.

"Oh, Christ," Rodney said. "Fuck."
Anna S.: john-floaty-dotseliade on November 22nd, 2005 07:58 pm (UTC)
"You don't think I look good?" John said. His hands were fisted, white-knuckled, in the bedspread.

"Oh, Christ," Rodney said. "Fuck." When John's puppy-eyed dismay didn't change, he added, "Good, yes. Very good, Colonel."

The other man's smile returned like a cat sliding out hesitantly from under a bed. "John."

"Say again? Oh, right. What did they give you?" He went over and leaned down to inspect the damage, sniffing as if that would tell him something. Maybe it would.

"Some sort of beer nuts--"

"What?!"

"--and some beer. It tasted funny."

"I'm sure it did. Because it was laced with *happy* juice."

"Happy," John said, smiling up at him like a dork. His shirt was almost entirely unbuttoned now.
Helenhelenish on November 22nd, 2005 08:41 pm (UTC)
*

"What's wrong with him?" Zigga said, peering past Rodney to John, who was staring at himself in the mirror dreamily.

"What's--look at him," Rodney said, trying to keep his voice calm and rational and Elizabeth-like. "Look, I don't know what kind of crazy planet this is where you drug people so they'll have sex with you, and I understand this might have been kindly meant, but just because I don't happen to fit your, I have to say, narrow cultural expectations for attractiveness doesn't mean I can't get laid without drugging someone, and it's very--it's not done, in our culture, to--um--to--

"Rodney thinks I'm pretty," John said gravely, rolling over on the bed, his pants sliding down his hips.

"Yes," Zigga said. He didn't look like someone who went around putting roofies in people's drinks. He looked tired and attentive and diplomatic, like the sort of person who had hosted negotiated an intergalactic treaty and would really prefer to go back to his house and eat a cheese sandwich and go to sleep. Rodney had liked him a lot until John had demanded that Rodney touch the nape of his neck because the skin was soft there.

"Look--"

"He said so three times. Four times," John said.

"Nothing seems wrong here, to you," Rodney said, giving up on the Elizabeth-voice entirely. "Business as usual."

"Well, his conceptual grasp of numbers is impressive," Zigga said. "But I suppose it did surprised me that you'd bother to bring him along on a diplomatic mission. Forgive me, but it doesn't seem as though he has a lot to add to the discussion."

"Except that I have a nice mouth," John said. "for talking with."
Anna S.: john-sultryeliade on November 22nd, 2005 09:30 pm (UTC)
"I can also whistle," he added, this obviously just occurring to him. He proved his ability with a series of tuneless chirps. Rodney, who had a tin ear himself, was nonetheless able to recognize it as "Camptown Races."

"Our companions practice similar lip-strengthening exercises," Zigga said to Rodney. "He seems well trained."

Rodney gaped. He wasn't often at a loss for words, but this was so...sordid. And unexpected. If this had been a sitcom, the circumstances might have been wacky, but the thought of how Sheppard would react when he recovered kind of killed any wack quotient. Rodney could tell that Zigga was at an equal loss. The man's careful politeness suggested no way to bridge the culture gap.

"When will he recover?" Rodney snapped angrily.

"He should be fine by morning." Zigga cleared his throat. "His response to the upavo is not typical. Most people are only mildly intoxicated. The drink is intended to soothe companions during times of stress--such as a journey to a strange world. They get so high-strung."

"High-strung," John said affably, smiling at them in the mirror. "Hey--do you guys have any more of those little beer nuts?"
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