A WARM WELCOME TO FANS OF LORD OF THE FLIES: Since K. Cosmo is currently holding out until Adam renegotiates her contract and there isn't yet an open thread on last night's Alias episode, I'll give my two cents:
1. The new title sequence is trying to do a lot of the necessary work of lowering expectations. Last season it featured a montage of all of Sydney's disguises, emphasis on the ridiculous (brightly-colored upswept 'dos) and the sublime (the skivvies that Matt claims are not the point of the show. This season Abrams's disco-meth-porn-casio soundtrack (boom-chicka-chi-bow-bow-brrring-tinka-tinka) is accompanied by full cast parity. Introducing Balthazar Getty as a new character, "Liev Schreiber."
2. If there is one cinematographic trick for which Alias really sets the standard, it is the pan-down to show what a female character is holding in her hands coincidentally close to a well-ventilated body part. Last week Abrams introduced us to Rachel Nichols's dimples. This week, courtesy of her cell phone, Abrams introduced us to her cleavage (if Spacewoman can drool over Vaughn for four years, I think I'm entitled to say that this was the high point of the episode). I'm going to go out on a limb and predict that at some point in the next two episodes we're going to get memory stick/lace panties.
3. Poor Agent Weiss. Last year he had a storyline and a love interest who was out of his league. This year he has an e-meter reading from Ethan Hunt and yet another Abrams ensemble piece.
4. As for the episode, it involved using the faro dealer from Deadwood to get to the guy who killed Syd's baby daddy and then taking a very long nap in which we dreamed of the time when this show was moderately interesting. Doesn't it seem like everybody involved has lost interest? Except Dixon, who never really showed an interest in the first place?
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