Tuesday 1 December 2009

Episode 2 …



Can I make a confession?

I’ve started writing this with episode 2 of Paradox, currently playing.

So if I’m a touch distracted, I have an excuse.

And it’s riveting stuff.

As with last week’s episode — set the previous day, in the story’s timeline — the good Dr King has received a series of eight photo’s, via the satellite he operates on behalf of the MoD.

Except, with this set, he’s only been ordered to pass on seven to D. I. Flint.

As one seems to be of her (occasional) lover, DS Holt …

And, as you can imagine, DI Flint went a touch … ballistic … about that …

As it adds a personal twist to the pictures of a drowned school boy called Jack, trapped in the flood pit of an abandoned — and booby trapped — garage.

Phew!

DI Flint and DC Callum Gada have just found and saved the kid.

WOOOOOAH!

NELLIE!

But they’ve not … …

WOOOOOAH!

Correction, they have managed to warn Ben — DS Holt —about the live wires in front of the garage … !

Now, this episode’s just changed things!

I’m thinking, here, that tonight’s episode has altered the directions of things, a bit.

I watched last weeks, and have to admit to being pleasantly entertained, with a doomed race against time.

By contrast, whilst tonight’s episode was a race against time, it wasn’t the doomfest last weeks was.

Oh, no …

It was a bit more triumphant.

Especially as it sees the team apparently defy the future that the picture predicted for them.

The schoolboy, Jack, is rescued, Ben Holt’s alive, Rebecca Flint and Christian King seem to be on better terms than they were, last week.

This could get nasty.

•••••

I’ve got to admit, I’m thinking Eddas, here though.

Which I don’t know that much about; you’d have to ask Sean, over in Georgia, or Movie Night Adrian, who both know more about them than I do.

But the little I’ve picked up over the years about the ancient Scandinavian tales gives me the impression that one of the themes of them is that when the hero — or heroine, in the case — tries to avoid their pre-ordained fate, it gets messy.

Extremely, I’m told.

So these first two episodes have intrigued me enough to see what happens.

•••••

And I also thinking something else, as well …

I’m wondering how much — stylistically — Paradox is influenced by Torchwood.

Weellll …

Lot’s rooftop shoots, beepy background music, shakey camera work …

Oh, and a format that’s obviously designed to be shown over five nights …

•••••

Anyway, let’s move on, shall we?

Yes …

Remember me mentioning that Kevin was on the look out for transcription software?

I don’t think we’ve found him an exact match.

But we did find him a copy of NoteEdit, a composition app that will let him write simple melodies, and than save them as either a document, or — equally handy — as a Midi file.

There’s also a Mac equivalent, called Senór Staff, as well.

Hmmm …

Might just be tempted to have a go, myself …

And I think it’s maybe about time Graham seriously looked at getting a Mac … !



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