More than East meets West, Joss Whedon’s Firefly is West meets Space. And why not? Visually it is stunning, a lovely combination of rustic, futuristic and ethnic. The acting is superb. And the writing? Joss Whedon. Need we say more?
In the distant future, earth no longer exists, but we now have the capacity to “terraform” planets. Central planets are inhabited by the wealthy, while border planets resemble the American equivalent of the Western frontier. Aboard the firefly ship Serenity, we meet Captain Malcom Reynolds, a former military sergeant who lost his faith in the Battle of Serenity Valley (his ship’s namesake). Now, along with his crew (including first mate Zoe, pilot Wash, doctor Simon, “companion”/high class prostitute Inara, mechanic Kaylee, mercenary Jayne and preacher Book), Reynolds travels border planet territory, taking odd jobs, both legal and illegal, in order to keep fuel in their tanks and food on the table.
Along the way, they face their share of problems including the Alliance/Government, Reavers (cannibals, in short) and mysterious men doning blue gloves. Oh, and there are no aliens. Can’t get the theme song from my head, also written by Joss.