Penny Dreadful, and a Blade of Grass
Penny Dreadful, that glorious bastion of subtext-made-text, ended this past weekend, bringing a three-season fascination with Vanessa Ives to a close. The series finale was…a disappointment.
I wrote about the problems with this arc in a piece at Salon, so we don’t need to rehash all of it here, but I do want to dig into a few specifics.
We’ll start with this picture of The Big Moment, because it gets to the heart of my ambivalence.
Is that a stunning, Gothic moment? Hell yes it is, look at that shit. When Ethan lifts her corpse and carries her out of there he’s going to have to keep kicking her fifteen-foot Virgin Queen of Hell train out of the way with his foot, it’s that Gothic.
Is that where this season’s narrative was leading us? Oh, it sure was not.
I will say this as often as I need to say it, since there’s some weird pushback in the Salon comments that I’m just mad because I didn’t want a downer ending: while there is… Read more »