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Blake's 7: Redemption

Season two of Blake's 7 is problematical. On the one hand, it's vastly better than season one. The characters know who they are now, the writers have properly hit their stride, and everything is taking shape nicely. On the other hand, the costumes are growing progressively more silly, and the least said about New Travis, the better. Bittersweet victories, then. Still, on the plus side, at least the title is finally accurate. Blake does at last have a seven. Or he does for the time being, at any rate.

Episode one of series two appears to take place a few hours after the end of series one, if the dialogue is anything to go by. Cally has found time for a haircut, everybody has had a complete change of wardrobe, Orac has a new voice, and the props department has thoughtfully spent the interim replacing all the missing teleport bracelets. So it's been an eventful few hours aboard the Liberator. Everybody has been so busy changing clothes that they've failed to notice a pair of super-ships sneaking up on them. Liberator's original owners have come to get their ship back, and don't particularly care what (or who) they break in the process. There's still time for Blake and Avon to do their alpha male thing two dozen times per minute, but otherwise it's flashing lights and exploding circuitry everywhere you care to look. Paul Darrow has clearly spent the break between series practicing his line delivery, because if he was a ham before, he's now king of all hams, a title of which he is obviously extremely proud. Any chance Blake ever had of being the star of this show just withered away and got ejected along with the engine exhaust. Avon acts him off the screen with every eyebrow raise.

Sorry. The plot. Irritating drones in silly plastic clothing capture the crew and take back the Liberator. The crew decide that they would far rather not sit around waiting to get killed and. with Orac's help, escape. That is pretty much it, and the whole idea is little more than a sub-plot to the saga of Blake and Avon's endless struggle for supremacy. Not that it really is a struggle, as such. Blake is struggling. Avon is just standing there with a half smile, out-thinking everybody at every turn, and waiting for Blake to hang himself. That and snarking. He's particularly good at that.

Orac is having a disco moment.

Blake has taken to dressing as a giant, green bat. This is perhaps not the most practical outfit ever designed for a space rebel, but he seems to like it. Avon, meanwhile, is dressed as Marc Almond.

Super-powered warrior ships!

Under attack! Everybody is rendered unconscious by this attack. When they all wake up, Blake orders half of them to escort Jenna to the sickbay. Is her head softer than everybody else's?

One by one, the crew fall to vicious intruders.

The ever-terrifying Raspberry Syrup Of Doom.

Irritating cyborgy-robot-clone things.

The irritating cyborgy-robot-clone things enjoy putting Blake in his place. Sadly this does rather tend to lead to over-acting.

Escape! Even whilst fleeing for his life, there's still time for Avon to display his shiny silver studs to maximum effect.


Escape again!

Orac's prediction - the Liberator's sister ship, coming in pursuit, is the one that explodes.

Blake tries to exert his authority over Avon for about the sixth time this episode. I think he feels threatened by Avon's general level of awesome.

Not the most dynamic start to the new series then, but effective enough. I like the attack scenes at the beginning very much - nicely done, even with the obvious budget limitations. Just a shame about the annoying cyborgy what-nots. It's rather a disappointment, after all this time being shown what a wonderful ship the Liberator is, to then find out that it was built by a gang of snooty clone things, dressed in plastic bags, and answering to a computer built out of a planet. What did they even build Liberator for? Given what we see of them and their society, they can't possibly have any use for it. And no way would a race of essentially mindless drones have built Zen, a computer with such autonomy. If it's all the same with Zen, I think I'd rather pretend that that isn't the planet he came from after all.


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Aug. 16th, 2012 11:35 pm (UTC)
You know the clothes are a huge chunk of the fun!
Aug. 17th, 2012 09:10 pm (UTC)
True! I like to make fun of them, but I wouldn't have it any other way really. Mind you, there are times when they do get really silly!
Aug. 17th, 2012 09:12 pm (UTC)
And Avon is the silliest of the lot.
Aug. 17th, 2012 09:22 pm (UTC)
Yes! Although Tarrant has his moments, and so do some of the guest stars.
Aug. 18th, 2012 01:23 am (UTC)
Yes, well, counting Tarrant is hardly fair, is it? His hair out-sillies the rest of the cast all by itself.
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