If any of you were about to correct me and tell me that the Buffy movie came out in 1992, not 1997, shut up. The movie was OK. The TV series was extraordinary. And not just because I have a weird thing for Sarah Michelle Gellar. I apparently only have a weird thing for her AS BUFFY. I don’t watch her in anything else but if Buffy is on and it is from Senior year or later I am watching it.
Not that the first couple seasons were terrible, but the whole “High school is hard” was a little ham handed in the beginning. And while the Big Bads (also, props to the show for putting a name to what every similar show has done ever since) were great in the beginning, I really feel like the show transitioned in 1999 at the prom.
Might seem convenient since that was the end of the decade but she was in the class of ’99 and by the end of that season the cast had found its legs, the Buffy and Angel thing made some sort of sense and the long tragic story of Buffy the extraordinary girl who couldn’t seem to deal with ordinary boyfriends really started on that night in my opinion.
Was the series funny? Yep. Stupid sometimes? Sure. Better than Firefly? YES. Yes it was better than Firefly and if it wasn’t then Nathan Fillion would not have had time to be The Preacher on Buffy after his show got cancelled.
Bonus! Here is a cute scene from Castle where they allow Fillion to call back to both shows:
Anyway, whatever Joss Whedon does from now on I am ok with because Buffy was just so damned wonderful. I can’t think of a show that has had such a complex, strong female lead before or since and a big part of me thinks Warner Brothers missed the boat when they turned down his script and idea for a Wonder Woman movie in 2006. I mean what would he know about doing comic book movies *cough* Avengers *cough*.
Anyway, I realize I am playing it pretty close to the new millennium by calling Buffy a Nineties show, but I am sticking with it. And I have a multimedia cornucopia of BTVS awesomeness for you. First, the common juxtaposition of the lighthearted banter with the seriousness of the job of the Slayer. I realize I just said that the job of the Slayer was serious. But so what? Shut up. I am suspending my disbelief.
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And here is the Prom, both the romantic part and the piece that showed the ultimate “I don’t fit in” girl that, to flip my fave line from the Simpson’s upside down: Just because people don’t understand doesn’t mean they don’t care.”
And hey, what the hell. The song from The Prom was the 1992 cover of Wild Horses by the Sundays. So here’s a music video for you anyway.