This was actually a really good episode. It was full of tension, well-paced and mostly free of the awkward expositionary attacks that plagued the first few episodes. That said? Man, tropes ahoy. If I had been playing the end-of-the-world drinking game, I would have been blootered by the halfway mark. There’s a spirited game of
‘It’s like the Wild West out there. If we get into trouble, we’re going to need something to trade!’ Civilian Jeff sweats at Dr Glass, as he steals a pillow case from her. Civilian Jeff clearly has a rather optimistic idea of how much bargaining a weedy man with spectacles and one handgun can do
Falling Skies continues to be one of the better SF programmes of recent years – better than The Event, not as good as Battlestar Galactica and about the same as Caprica (my opinions only). The Mason family are finally putting their delayed-by-Skitter plan to rescue their middle brother into action. Except it turns out that
How to describe Falling Skies? It is kind of like V, (the 2009 version, do not diss the original to me) if the aliens hadn’t arrived with an inferiority complex about their appearance/capabilities. Say what you want about the Skitters, starting with the fact they sound like something that happens after you eat bad BBQ,
