The other night I was catching up on the Terminator episodes that were recorded while I was gone. There was a great shot at the end of one that had John Connor sitting quietly on the couch between his mother and the hot Terminator babe that his future self reprogrammed and sent back through time to protect his past self. (For those that don't know the premise of Terminator: In the future, machines destroy almost all life on Earth. John Connor inspires the remnants of humanity to fight back and win. The machines discover time travel and send human looking Terminator cyborgs back to both kill young John Connor and ensure their own creation. John's mother, Sarah, has to keep him alive and train him to lead the future resistance.) The episode we'd just seen was a fairly intense one and the conflict between Sarah and the Terminator is brewing. I looked at the way that last shot was filmed and chuckled to myself. "He's caught between the two of them," I said. "One's teaching him to be human, the other's teaching him to be a machine. And you're not really sure which is doing which."
Wife Number One and Only rolled her eyes and said, "Some people just watch a TV show without coming up with all kinds of elaborations." She shook her head and muttered, "Writers."
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(laugh) I totally get it.
I do the dissection-and-examination thing with shows and movies, or the literary analysis thing, and have gotten into heated discussions sometimes, but not because I intended them.
A few years ago, my sister-in-law disagreed with my take on an episode of "Farscape", one which I felt was unnecessarily convoluted. Turns out, it was one of her favorite episodes. As I recall, Bubba and Mom retreated to the kitchen during this exchange. Wise move.
I also have a tendency to do this with my favorite show, Burn Notice.
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