She Says
Anyone who knows me can tell you: when someone asks me why I like something, I can only look at them in absolute confusion and say, “Because it’s awesome.” I lack the words to explain myself, but for your sake, Thom, I will attempt to explain myself, since I’d rather you didn’t think that I told you to watch Firefly just to torture you. Firefly is, quite simply, a show like no other. It’s a space Western. It’s the story of nine people adrift in a universe fringed by black, devoid of the basic morals that governed Earth-that-was, but with a code of honour that you can’t help but identify with. They struggle to get by, proving that no matter how technologically advanced humanity becomes, no matter how far out into the vast reaches of space we push, we will always struggle to find a place in the world, no matter how large it’s become. I want you to watch this show because it spoke to me like no other show ever has. It’s about the little guy. In the pilot episode, people are chased by Feds, shot, and killed (though these three things don’t necessarily happen to the same person). One character expresses skepticism about how this can be considered a win. Another character replies, “We’re still flying, aren’t we?” It may not be much, but “it’s enough.” It’s about survival. After its untimely demise, the show still survives a decade later. Time hasn’t worn away at it. It’s a classic. It’s brilliant writing. It’s cold, hard truth-telling. It’s real life… a few years down the line. Enjoy the show.
