Caprica s1 ep 10

It’s been a very long journey for Caprica and I. 

Starting out in a blaze of hope and promise, I was all set to love it.  The first couple of episodes astounded me, but familiarity bred boredom, frustration and, finally, contempt, with watching the mid-season finale becoming a chore which I put off for months.  

I eventually got round to watching it a few weeks ago, but there was always something else to write about in the meantime – which is why I’m only getting round to posting this now.  Sadly, neither the episode, nor, I suspect, my rambling about it, was worth the wait. 

Although more happened in this episode than perhaps the rest of the season put together, it all came too late.  Much of it should have been moving and spell-binding – Tamara setting her father free, Zoe escaping hers; Amanda giving up, Lacy giving in.  Suicide, murder, terrorism, fanaticism; it could have been fascinating, important tv, but ultimately the glacial pace, the sprawl of characters, and the pompous, self-important manner of the whole thing did for Caprica.  Come episode ten, I just didn’t care any more about any of it.  

The second half of the season has now been postponed till next year, and who knows?  Maybe the new episodes will be leaner and wittier and less mind-numbingly slow.  Maybe the programme will eventually turn into a worthy addition to the BSG canon.  Too late for this BSG fan though; Caprica and I are finally done.

Caprica s1 ep 9

It’s summer, and the slim pickings on the tv front mean that I finally have no excuse left for not catching up with the last two episodes of Caprica.  The fact that they’ve languished on my hard drive for 2 months tells its own story – like I said previously, I just hadn’t been enjoying the show very much – but I said I’d review them, so I sat myself down on Sunday morning and tried to get back on the Lev.

I had intended to watch both episodes together but that was before Episode 9 reminded me why I was so reluctant to re-connect with the show or the characters.  It was awful. 

All the potential of the New Cap City storyline has been squandered, so now it’s just Joseph wandering around the least interesting computer game ever, whining about his “little girl” to every annoying and unconvincing character he meets.  Most of whom try to kill him, but, sadly, fail. 

Meanwhile, back in the real world, Daniel has worked out that the robot is actually the Zoebot, but she refuses to admit it to him.  She doesn’t trust him with the knowledge that her mind is within the machine and the power that will bring him.  She’s probably worried that he’ll build more like her and that they’ll, oh, I don’t know, rise up, destroy the Twelve Colonies and just about wipe out the human race.  She may have a point.

At this point, of course, a good therapist would tell Daniel he needs to win back his daughter’s trust with love, patience and care.  Not try and force her to ‘fess up using a can of petrol and a lit cigarette. 

What is WRONG with these people?

In fairness, Daniel’s all-out psychological warfare on Zoe does make for powerful and clever tv, but it’s also irredeemably depressing.  Shock tactics designed to make one of the few characters I quite liked in this mess just as off-putting as most of the rest of them.  What is the point of powerful and clever if it’s too hateful to care about?

Which reminds me of Amanda’s storyline.   Not powerful or clever, but definitely hateful, this wretched sub-plot has two speeds, slow and comatose, and I want it to end now.  Sigh.  I have a very strong suspicion that, after I watch episode 10, I’ll be done with this show forever.  I’ll let you know in due course.

Caprica s1 ep 8

You guys, I’m a week behind with this and there was very little in this episode to make me want to catch up.  Yet another ponderous and stupefyingly dull hour.  I keep putting off watching this show for a reason – I’m just not enjoying it very much.  There have been some great moments since the fantastic pilot, but we have to sit through so much boring stuff to get to them that I’m utterly fed up.  Like I said elsewhere, it’s a show that requires such a lot of concentration, for so little reward; it seems like one of those programmes where, if I kept on watching, around s2 ep 7 (if it makes it that far – ratings are not great) I might be singing its praises, but right now, I’m tired of waiting for it to get its immaculately presented but frustratingly slow ass into gear. 

Having said that, after what felt like years of Amanda angst and Adama managing to make even New Cap City rubbish, the last 10 seconds of this episode hinted that the real action may be about to begin – dear God, I hope so – and there are only 2 more episodes before the show breaks till the autumn so I’m going to stick with it till then at least.  I’ll review the next two eps when I can and then we’ll see.

Caprica s1 ep 6

Caprica is probably not something a person should watch on a Monday night at 10pm when they’re exhausted, but I’m not sure watching this episode at any other time would have helped all that much to be honest.  It just wasn’t very entertaining.

Most of the story focussed on Daniel going into impeccably-tailored and beautifully-acted crisis mode; his company’s theft of the whoosywhatsit chip thingy from the Vergis company has been rumbled by Mr Vergis himself, and Mr Vergis is determined to spend the next gazillion episodes extracting some incredibly slow and convoluted revenge. 

Meantime, Sister Clarice is doing a bit of industrial espionage , getting Amanda good and hammered in the process, and Lacy’s meeting Barnabas, the go-to-guy for the Soldiers of the One.  All of this is kind of dull.  The only scenes I really enjoyed involved Zoe deciding that being a) dead and b) an electronic simulation of a human being should be no barrier to dating a cute scientist.  Good for you, girlfriend.

Caprica s1 ep 5

Given my huuuuge crush on Lee and my utter awe of Admiral Bill, I never thought I’d say this, but, watching Caprica, I’m getting really tired of the Adama men. 

A lot of effort has gone into creating a comprehensive Tauron culture and backstory for them, with a language, traditions and, um, tattoos, but to be honest, I’m fed up with Joseph’s hypocrisy, deeply bored with Willie’s rebellion and could not be less impressed with Sam’s gangster shenanigans.  About half this episode was devoted to all this deeply tedious stuff, and that’s about half an episode too much.

Thankfully, however, the sole Adama woman in the show completely came through to turn the rest of the episode into something great.  Avatar Tamara has been a bit drippy till now, and falling in with a group of V-world grifters didn’t seem like a great idea but suddenly the combination of sleek 1940’s costumes, lawless New Caprica City and a bond with a boy seemed to spark her to life.  Despite a run of almost comically appalling luck – poor girl was blown up in the real world, and just kept on getting shot in the virtual one this week – she acquired some serious gumption and suddenly took charge of the situation for the first time since we met her.  To add icing to this particular cupcake, the story was told in some gorgeous scenes; the closing one in particular of the sharp-suited Tamara, striding through the grey New Cap City, gun in hand and plan in head was absolutely beautiful.

While Tamara was taking control, though, humanity took a few steps along the road to losing it, as Daniel presented Graystone Industries with the idea of manufacturing the Centurions as a slave race.  Making his daughter pull her own robot arm off was disturbing enough, but that wasn’t anywhere near the sum of it.  “This is our future,” he said.  “Do you not understand the enormity of this creation?” he said.  Oh, the irony, Daniel.  Brilliant.

Caprica s1 ep 4

I don’t know why, but Caprica isn’t quite hitting the spot, is it?

This was another reasonable episode, and more interesting than last week’s – Zoe dancing with the tech guy was the highlight – but there’s still something missing.  Yes, we have complex characters, but most of them are a bit annoying (Joseph’s bloodthirsty mother-in-law is just the latest person I want to slap upside the head.)  Yes, we’re exploring issues like race and religion, press intrusion and manipulation, abuse of authority and abuse of technology, but it’s all just a bit too pointed and po-faced to really hit home.  And it’s all been done before, better.

To be fair, the show has an awful lot to live up to, but I enjoyed the pilot so much I thought the BSG team might well have produced another diamond.  Since then though, I’m beginning to think we might just be looking at a really shiny bit of glass.

Caprica s1 ep 3

Poor Zoe Graystone.  Previously (as recapped in a bizarrely long sequence at the beginning of the episode; dudes, it’s ep 3, we haven’t forgotten anything yet) her boyfriend blew up the train she was on, killing her and a bunch of other folk, Amanda, her mum, announced to the world that Zoe did it, and girlfriend continued to exist only as a computer program stuck in a 6ft robot that looks like the Tin Man Deluxe Edition.  So this week, because life clearly wasn’t sucking enough for her, she has to stand by and watch her parents find “solace” in each other.  Ew.

Meanwhile, life sucks even more for her parents thanks to the bad press of having a “terrorist daughter” – the company stock is in freefall, her mum’s had to give up her job, and her dad’s getting beaten up by the Adama boys.  Guess Amanda should have kept her mouth shut, eh? 

Not that that has helped Lacy much; everyone’s giving her grief for being a “friend of a terrorist”, apart from Sister Clarice whose clingy curiosity is creeping her the hell out.  I say again, ew

In a week of incredible sci-fi/fantasy (I’m still reeling from my Dollhouse/Being Human double whammy last night), this episode of Caprica didn’t quite hit the heights.  It was a competent but not particularly awe-inspiring instalment, although there were some realistic if not revolutionary points made about the media machine and the manipulation of public opinion. I thought having a talk show host look like Jay Leno, do monologues like Jay Leno and be called Jay Leno “Sarno” was a tad too on the nose, though.  We get it, you guys, no need to labour the point.