V

So the new season of “V” premiered tonight; you might recall it’s the TV remake (reimagining?) of the the original nearly-30-year-old alien invasion TV series. I watched it from the beginning last season, with the presumption that I’d bail if it looked like it was going to go off the rails.

It must have been good enough, because here we are at the start of the second season and I’m still watching it; I’m still operating under the same ready-to-bail presumption though. Overall the show is better than I’d thought it would be, though it could very easily swerve into extremely cheesy territory. It’s this tenuousness, I think, along with occasional plot/character moments that seem a little too “What the–?” or convenient that have me wavering still.

Plus, for an advanced alien race with seemingly godlike omniscient technology—and rampant lizard paranoia—it sure seems awfully easy to manage and get away with all sorts of conspiracy literally right under their leader’s nose.

1 thought on “V”

  1. I find it hard to believe that Anna’s daughter was able to turncoat so easily. Of all people to become disloyal… her own child? Enjoying the show, though, and I love the lizard skin when they peel back their own human flesh. If I were able to pull it off, it would be a great Halloween costume to have my face pulled open at the cheekbone with some scales underneath.

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