Misfits’s Sigh-Worthy Final Season
Leigh-Ann is standing at the finish line, twiddling her thumbs.
You know that feeling when you finally get through an end-to-end viewing binge -- that hollowness, that "what'll I do now?" sense of longing? Yeah, I didn't get any of that as I wrapped up Misfits. As soon as I clicked the TV off, I had that blasé "I want to eat a KIND bar and play Angry Birds" feeling instead.
In theory, I should've liked Season 5 more than Season 4. There was a bit more cohesion, relatively less Finn, and way more Rudy. I finally got that superhero story arc I'd been looking for. And there was even a tortoise. Man, I love those things. Unfortunately, what tainted the well was "the Handsome Barman."
Alex -- previously the penis-less wonder -- got bumped up to the main cast this season and was given the ability to screw people's powers out of them. I had to watch this Abercrombie model have everything from oozy, woozy hospital sex to non-consensual sex with both a satanist and a dude who had the power to fly. (The ridiculous flouting of physics in the latter scene left me straight-up irate.) The big mid-season joke was that Alex's power-sapping sluttery earned him the nickname "The Raper." Get it? You're supposed to laugh.
What this show really needed was a shot of estrogen. Jess needed to get a backstory. I needed to see more girls who weren't just sex vessels, or objects of affection/obsession. Girls with real, powerful powers didn't seem like too much to ask for. Instead, I got a sausagefest wherein the guys got to explore their emotions (well, as much as those emotionally stunted man-children could) and the girls were left alternately blinking and rolling their eyes.
Abbey has as much of an origin story as any female character in the whole series. Of course, it's so half-cocked that I found myself involuntarily balling my fists during that entire episode. I mean, she's a storm-born manifestation of a twenty-something's imaginary childhood friend. Did I get that right? Why, then, would she be a full-grown alcoholic, sex-crazed adult, and not a sweet little girl? And once she does what she was created to do (slay the Boogeyman), she's just left to just be a powerless slacker.
Meanwhile, Jess gets passed around from one guy's hit list to another's. She has a power, but she doesn't even use it. She can see through walls, but I clocked her peeking through fence slats, squinting into peep holes, snooping through window blind slats, and peering through closet door cracks. To wrap things up in a tidy little misogynistic bow, she gets time warp-raped by some guy in a bar, unwittingly knocked up, then decides to keep her illegitimate baby, only to be raised with her emotionally unstable new boyfriend, Rudy. I'm not easily offended, especially when it comes to TV, but this seems the be the byproduct of an awful lot of closeted woman-hating.
I will give Season 5 props for finally giving me the superhero plot I'd been wanting all along. The whole "prophetic sweater" set-up showed the writers always had the goods, but were just squandering them. They give us Sam, who can fly, camouflaging Karen and Helen, who can zap people with electricity. Those are honest-to-goodness hero powers and, under the guidance of well-meaning Rudy Too, they rally to put them to good use. I don't know about anyone else, but I personally loved how they botch the job. With great power comes great responsibility, but these new kids never had the capacity for responsibility in the first place, so they screw it all up massively. It's a stealthy way of telling those viewers who'd been wanting a band of heroes from the get-go, "Be careful what you wish for."
I'm not so thrilled with how it all ends (ugh, that pregnant Jess thing bugs), but I'm glad that it did finally end. To drag the season out any further would've been a huge mistake. Ultimately, though, I was left with so many unanswered questions, including the most obvious: Why was the storm never explained? On a more trivial note, I'm still wondering how everyone automatically knew where everyone else lived? (The main misfits were quick to knock down the door of any new opponent, even though they were previously strangers.) And what's with stuffing folks in car trunks? Is that just a thing in the UK? I counted no fewer than seven different instances of "boot" body-snatching throughout the series, plus, one that was plotted, then scrapped. Lastly, where was all the rain? Or, am I just one of those dumb Americans who's been tricked into thinking London stays soggy?
One thing I know for sure is I'm coming off of the show with a desire to see more of Joe Gilgun, a craving for Cornettos, and a longing to listen to more British accents say things like "you havin' a laugh?" and "what's he like?" Now to figure out which UK series to mainline next....
Episodes Left To Watch
Leigh-Ann's Misfits Marathon Diary
Leigh-Ann wanted to see what all the fuss about this British import was. But will she get on board?
- The Mutants Of Misfits Walk Among Us
- Crushing On A Creeper
- Quit Playing (Time-Traveling) Games With My Heart
- Out With The Old, In With The…Oh, Who Cares?
- Misfits’s Sigh-Worthy Final Season