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10/01/2012

DOCTOR WHO Recap - The Angels Take Manhattan (7.5)

By Ruthie


Watch It In the Dark And Never Sleep Again: “The Angels Take Manhattan”

Welcome, fellow Whovians, to this, our last adventure with the Ponds. I’m going to start this recap a little differently from usual, with a warning. Normally, I assume you know what a recap is and you take your chances if you want to read it before you watch the show. This time, however, I’m going to come right out and say that you really need to watch it before you read. There is some scary, scary stuff going on, and I don’t want to deprive you of the joy of jumping, screaming, and sobbing along with the rest of us, and if you know it’s coming, it won’t be nearly as much fun. With our spoiler warning out of the way, let’s dive right in. This episode features the scariest Weeping Angels since “Blink,” so I heartily recommend that for full effect, you watch it in a nice dark room.

Heck, watch it in a dark room anyway—you’ll only compliment the film noir vibe that two thirds of the episode are rocking.

9/24/2012

DOCTOR WHO Recap: The Power Of Three (7.4)

By Ruthie

The Cheesiest Closing Line in the History of Doctor Who: “The Power of Three”

At last we have come to this: the penultimate episode of the Ponds. We have been told that this one is meant to be from the point of view of the Ponds more than most episodes, so I suspect that its main purpose is going to be lulling us into a happy sense of adoration before horribly killing them or doing something equally dreadful to them next week. (When Steven Moffat has promised us a “heartbreaking” farewell.)

9/17/2012

DOCTOR WHO Recap: A Town Called Mercy (7.3)

 By Ruthie

Welcome, welcome once again to another episode of Doctor Who. Now, you may recall that last week’s episode didn’t push my happy buttons particularly well, but, since this episode was the one that got previewed at Comiccon over the summer, I have high hopes that this one will be awesome. Incidentally, you may also recall that I grumped a fair bit about the Doctor essentially murdering Argus Filch at the end of the episode, and how I felt that this didn’t jive with the Doctor’s character. I’ve had a few people tell me I was way off about that—the end of “The Waters of Mars” was cited at one point—and that it matches very well with certain points in the Doctor’s past. In general, I’d say yes, but it seemed to me that since the reboot, we’ve been building a pretty specific character arc for the Doctor, and this just didn’t seem to fit. Ten had his moments of vengeance, but even at his least merciful, he didn’t let Harriet Jones get away with Torchwooding the Sycorax. Yes, he went a bit nuts there at the end, but Eleven’s response to that has so far been to be even more compassionate. Either the conclusion was out of character, or the Doctor is changing. Rumor has it that this episode is going to delve into that very issue further, so I’m looking forward to that...

9/09/2012

DOCTOR WHO recap: Dinosaurs On A Spaceship (7.2)

By Ruthie
It's Recap Time!

This episode begins a long time ago, but definitely well out of the dinosaur time frame: Egypt, 1334 BC. The doctor is trying to escape from an overly frisky Queen Nefertiti--well, he is a married man after all. They are interrupted as he receives a blast from “temporal news.” Nefertiti tags along as they go to 2367AD, where they find themselves in what appears to be a war room in India. The Indian military has identified a ship the size of Canada on a collision course with Earth, and the military is obligated to protect the planet by blowing the thing up....

9/02/2012

The Triumphant Return of Doctor Who! “Asylum of the Daleks” Recap!

By Ruthie

David Tennant once said, “The thing about ‘Doctor Who’ is that it’s very hard to explain and not sound like a lunatic.” Well, he would know. And so would I! Whether you’re new to the whole Doctor Who phenomenon or you’re old hat, welcome to the Wicked Theory Recaps of Doctor Who.

I’m Ruthie, your resident lunatic, and I’m looking forward to (read: squealing with delight about) the new season of Doctor Who and recapping it for you!

I really love this show. How much do I love it? Would it surprise you to learn that I’m currently watching it in my Doctor Who themed media room? That I played with a toy K-9 as a kid? That, until my husband placed a blanket veto on all names Doctor Who derived, I was seriously and earnestly trying to convince him that either Romana or River would be awesome middle names for our as-yet-unborn daughter? I’m a complete geek about this show. So I’m glad you’re here, I’m glad the Doctor’s back, and let’s get into this...

8/29/2012

DOCTOR WHO and Why You Should Be Watching It: an Obsessive Fan's Guide for Beginners

By Ruthie


If you spend any time at all on the internet—and obviously, you do—the odds are very, very good that you have been exposed to Doctor Who at some point. Doctor Who is almost as ubiquitous in the cyberworld as pictures of kittens with poor grammar. In fact, even if by some miracle you have avoided every Whovian meme and reference and facebook post, if you watch any television at all, odds are you’ve still been exposed. The Doctor and his cohorts have popped up in sly references on dozens of shows, including the Simpsons and an ongoing Doctor Who parody on NBC's Community by the name of Inspector Spacetime. Doctor Who is just plain everywhere. And there’s a simple reason for that: it is AWESOME. To prove it, I'm going to take you from the very beginning, all the way to the upcoming season...

3/27/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Stillman & Madsen (Season Finale)*

By Ruthie
 *Or Swansongs


So, Friends, this is it. The end of the line.

It’s a two parter, which means another special, ultra-long recap. So, with the highest of hopes but the lowest of expectations, let’s get to it.
"I could so be playing Words With Friends right now."

3/23/2012

Before The HUNGER GAMES There Was BATTLE ROYALE

By Ruthie


So this week marks the big debut of the Hunger Games movie, a film which, if my Facebook feed is any indication, is insanely popular. But before the Hunger Games came along, there was another book/movie combo about teenagers brutally slaughtering each other, a Japanese franchise with a cultish following: Battle Royale. And guess what?

It’s coming out on (legal) DVD and BluRay! (The screenshots here are from the grainy and poorly translated copy that I bought when I lived in Japan, so yeah, I probably need to upgrade.)

In a lot of ways, BR and the Hunger Games are very similar. Both are about teenagers forced to brutally slaughter one another at the whims of a strange and sadistic government. Both follow a pair of potential love interests clinging to the hope that they can subvert the rules and both get out alive. Both have themes of trust versus uncertainty and man’s inhumanity to man. But that’s where the similarities end...
[More pics and the original trailer after the jump...]

3/20/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Webb Porter* (ep.11)

By Ruthie
*Or Music, the Savage Beast, and the Angry Recapper. Rarr.


So, Soto is stalking Hauser. Hauser, in a fit of being more interesting than I had given him credit for, finds himself in some sort of alternative medicine/ opium den/ massage parlor/ chiropractor. It inspires a flashback to young Hauser taking a stroll with Lucy. (What?! Did someone listen to my rant last week? Awesome!)
"This wall... It says... I'm too hot for prison. You should let me out."

The Warden introduces Lucy to a genius inmate who had to be separated from the genpop due to excessive craziness. It is, of course, the eponymous Webb Porter. He’s a serial killer whose mother tried to drown him in the bathtub as a kid, and Lucy figures out he also suffers from ringing in the ears. In the present, we find Mr. Porter playing a lovely tune on a violin until the strings break. He runs a bath, and in the next room, of course we find a woman bound and gagged on the bed with all her hair cut off. He apologizes to her before he kills her in the bathtub, but she puts up a hell of a fight. Good girl.

3/13/2012

ALCATRAZ RECAP: Clarence Montgomery (ep.8)*

By Ruthie


*or "Huh,Wha? We waited for this?"

We begin this week with a handsome bald black man at some sort of charity auction where he gets hit on by some sort of heiress type. Aw, he calls her Ma’am. Clearly he is from my neck of the woods. They go for a wild golf cart ride, and then he says, “I got us a house. It ain’t much to look at but it’s got a yard and a kitchen with a window.” And the next thing you know, he’s covered in blood and running with her body, looking very confused. He arranges her corpse, crying “Who did this to you? Who did this?”

3/06/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap Doubleshot: The Ames Brothers (ep.9) & Sonny Burnett (ep.10)

By Ruthie

Guys, it’s not looking good for Alcatraz. Ratings are dropping. I’m starting to think I’m the only one watching this show.
Is cancellation sneaking up on our heroes?
 TV By The Numbers has officially downgraded Alcatraz to “likely to be cancelled.” Fox has already cancelled Terra Nova, and word on the street is that Cancellation Bear has turned his eyes to Alcatraz. In other words, the situation is grim people. Let’s hope we make the best of the little time we have left.

Since last week's episode was usurped by car racing, we have two episodes (and therefore, two recaps) for the price of one this week! Fox aired two episodes last night but I’m confused because neither of these were the episode we were promised, about "An innocent man imprisoned in Alcatraz"...

2/27/2012

2012 OSCAR REPORT: Trying Harder Might Help

By Ruthie

Hello Wicked Theorists!

Once again, it’s your TV watching friend Ruthie, here with a WT First! A report on Hollywood’s biggest night - Oscar Night! It’s like the Superbowl for those of us who don’t care two figs about football! This year was an acceptable, but not hugely impressive or fun Academy Awards. The sets were beautiful, the clothes were lovely, the presenters were generally amusing. There was a problem with the sound that made it difficult to watch, but overall, no huge drawbacks…

Except one....

2/21/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Johnny McKee* (ep.7)

By Ruthie

*or Johnny, Johnny, Angry Johnny

Hey there, you. You, reading this recap. You’re looking really nice today. Have you been working out? I’m glad you came back, it’s always such a delight to see you. Oh, is that enough small talk? Let’s get down to business, and today, our business is recapping last night’s latest foray into the world of Alcatraz.
The 2012 Synchronized Flashlight Regional Champions 

This episode, our monster of the week is one Johnny McKee, a chemistry buff gone wrong.

2/14/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Paxton Petty* (ep.6)

By Ruthie
*or "Already running out of retro sounding names."

Welcome back! 
So this week we have Paxton Petty, and the info screen on my DVR tells me that he’s a landmine bomber. Excellent! We’re having live-action minesweeper! Everyone get your flags ready and let’s get to it...
"Tell me again about that island..."

2/07/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Guy Hastings (ep.5)

By Ruthie

Salutations, Wicked Theorists! It’s Tuesday again, which means we’ve made another foray into the world of Alcatraz. This week we find ourselves pursuing one Guy Hastings, and I cannot be the only one who thinks that would be a fantastic name for a game show host. Or a Muppet. Or both.
"Sooo, Minecraft is not a prequel to Minesweeper?"
We begin this week with a man looking forlorn in an empty room in what looks like an abandoned building. I’m betting it’s the guards’ quarters. (It is.) He retrieves a few family photos from behind some loose trim (seriously, why would you ever put them there in real life? I have never once thought to myself, ‘hey, I should hide some family photos in the wall, you know, in case of unexpected time travel’). When a park ranger tries to kick him out, he beats the ranger silly and then goes back to looking forlorn over some height marks on a door frame.

Back in 1960 (you can tell it’s the past because they put the blue filter on!), the Forlorn Guard has a quiet conversation with his wife and daughter and then goes to conduct some guard training in the pouring rain. (Surely there’s a gym or a cafeteria or something they can use?) He’s Guy Hastings. One of the trainees is Madsen’s “uncle” Ray Archer.

Speaking of Ray, he’s busy showing Madsen a photo of himself and her Grandpa Tommy as kids. She asks if Tommy really killed her grandmother, and Ray says that although Tommy was his best friend, he thinks so. Madsen gets paged away to the Batcave, where Hauser summarizes the opening scene and Soto recognizes Guy Hastings in a surveillance shot. Hauser puts on his ominous face and says that since Hastings was a good man, someone must have put him up to the attack on the ranger. They wonder what Hastings was sent back to do. Right on cue, we see Hastings flexing his bloody knuckles and watching Ray.

1/31/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Cal Sweeney* (ep.4)

By Ruthie
*no relation to anyone on staff. Probably.


Here we are again, all dressed up and ready to roll. I don’t know about y’all, but after last week’s creep fest, I am really ready for a good wholesome bank robber.
"Fifty year old Altoids? What kind of clue is that?"

We start out in a generic bank, where a dapper fella in a snazzy suit strolls in with a briefcase and requests to visit his safety deposit box. The teller, a pretty 40-something, escorts him back. Once they’re alone in the back, the make-outs begin. Oh ho ho, you young kids and your crazy bank-smooching fetishes! As soon as she assures him the cameras are turned off, he spins her around, slips a syringe from his pocket, stabs her, and dumps her drugged body in a corner. His briefcase turns out to contain a captive bolt gun, a device you might remember as Javier Bardem’s weapon of choice in “No Country for Old Men.” He cleverly uses it to pop the locks out of the boxes—pumf! pumf! pumf!—and starts stuffing his briefcase with 6 boxes worth of wills, deeds, and papers. He seems delighted to discover a pretty platinum and sapphire pendant. “What’s your story?” he asks it. Speaking as an aficionada of the sapphire, I too would like to get to know that particular sparkly rock better; perhaps even take it out for drinks where the sapphire and I would have a lively chat, followed by a long walk of a romantic nature before slipping it around my neck and… but I digress.

The bank manager interrupts the robbery, and for a brief moment, it seems like he might just walk in and back out again without incident. Unfortunately, he spots the sedated teller, and the robber is on him with the cattle bolt. “Please! I have a family!” he pleads, and the scene has already begun to wipe to Alcatraz when we hear the subtle “pumf!” of the gun. That's some nice cinematography.

On the Rock in 1960, Cal Sweeney is busy teaching a young man how he uses his prison laundry job to smuggle contraband to his fellow inmates. The protégé looks like someone spliced together Matt Damon and Taylor Lautner, sort of vaguely handsome with an eager expression. When a customer asks for credit, Sweeney agrees on the condition that the price will triple. Sweeney uses this as a teaching moment to explain to the protégé that if he isn’t utterly emotionless and uncaring, he’ll be perceived as weak. No soft spots, he says. The kid assures Sweeney he has committed this lesson to memory. A guard comes up and lets Sweeney know Tiller is tossing his cell, and Sweeney rushes back, discovers something missing, and demands to speak to Tiller.

In an Asian restaurant, Madsen and Doc are having buns for breakfast. (Side note: I adore those little meaty buns, and I haven’t had a good one since I moved back from Japan. Just not the sort of thing you can find on every street corner in North Texas.) Their meal is interrupted by the news that someone robbed the safety deposit boxes at the bank, leaving the vault alone. Doc recognizes the M.O. of Cal Sweeney. (Our own Bill Sweeney claims there is no relation. A likely story.) Doc explains that going after just the boxes is smart because it means the robbery isn’t a Federal crime, and therefore, the FBI stays out of it.

They interview the teller, who explains how Sweeney romanced and conned her. He gave her a little mother of pearl butterfly pin that she hands over. They decide to talk to the owners of the boxes to get a list of lost items; just as they say this, Sweeney rings a doorbell and identifies himself to the owner as a representative of the bank, here to begin filling out insurance paperwork for the lost items in the box.

At the kitchen table, Sweeney questions the owner about the pretty sapphire necklace, and his questions rapidly become personal. When Sweeney pulls the stolen pendant from his inner pocket, the owner smells a rat. He jumps up and ends up with a bolt gun through his hand. Eeew, that was a bloody special effect. Sweeney says that he wants the story of why the necklace is important and that the man will begin with how he met his wife.

Back on the rock, Sweeney interrupts Tiller’s shave and demands the return of a metal box from his cell. Tiller demands a piece of Sweeney’s operation. Sweeney refuses and tells Tiller that Alcatraz needs his operation. Afterward, Sweeney does a lot of macho posturing about how he can’t back down from Tiller or he'll lose face, and his protégé tells him that the warden is having a party for Tiller’s birthday. The protégé can arrange to get Sweeney assigned as a steward.
Logo-rific!
At the pendant owner’s house, a woman with vibrant red hair lets the Dynamic Duo in, and they discover the man dead with a hole in his head and hand. Sweeney, meanwhile, is headed into another bank.

In 1960, the prisoners are looking smart in white tuxes at E.B. Tiller’s birthday party. The observant will immediately note that Lucy is among our honored guests this evening. Tiller arrives with a woman Sweeney identifies as Tiller’s "gimp" sister. The warden greets her as Jeri, and she jokes about wanting to wear her birthday suit in honor of the birthday but Tiller is such a prude. My husband declares, “I love that woman. Let’s have more of her!”

At the table, the warden introduces Dr. Beauregard to Dr. Lucille Simgupta, and he is obnoxious and condescending. It’s clear that she likes Dr. Dracula almost as much as I do, which is to say, almost as much as I enjoy finding a cockroach in my cupcakes. She explains her theory that violent and criminal behavior stems from traumatic memories, and she believes that by eliminating those memories and replacing them with soothing ones, the behavior can be changed. She’s apparently had some success at this with rats. The protégé is displeased to hear that they might be after his memories next.

Back in the Batcave, Doc and Madsen wonder at the fact that Sweeney’s sole possession was a burned, crushed tin box. They show Hauser that another deposit box owner robbed by Sweeney had also been killed with the bolt gun; this is new for Sweeney, who was just a robber in the 50s and not a killer. Since the only connection is the tellers who he uses to get in, they study the tellers in security footage and discover that he sent flowers to both robbed banks. At the flower shop, the helpful florist recognizes Sweeney, gives them a list of his orders, and flirts with Doc. They identify the next bank from the list of deliveries.

They’d better hurry, because Sweeney is already in the back room with the redheaded teller and make-outs are imminent. He’s already slipped the sapphire necklace around her neck, but she sees the syringe coming before he stabs her. She runs and triggers the alarm, but he catches her and smashes her head into the wall. He finds and presumably robs a box, but the alarm means the bank is on lockdown. He beats up a guard and steals his gun, but the police have already arrived and there's no escape. He takes everyone hostage. Madsen and Doc arrive just in time to see him threatening hostages.

Well, that’s a problem....

1/26/2012

TOUCH - Recap: Pilot Premier

This is not 24: The Next Generation
By Ruthie

Welcome to our premier look at the new Fox drama, TOUCH. Whether you’re here because you missed last night’s premier and want to know if it’s worth your time, you saw it and loved it, you saw it and hated it, or you just can’t get enough of my rambling on about TV, you’re in the right place.

This show begins with an opening montage that is nothing short of beautiful. Seriously, it’s cinematically very pleasing. It tickled my pretty bones. In voice-over, a child explains to us that things most people perceive as chaos are actually governed by subtle laws of behavior. He tells the story of an old Chinese myth of the red thread of fate, which is theoretically tied to all the people who the gods will touch. (This is a real myth? I’d only ever heard of it in webcomics. Yes, that’s right. I read manga-style love comics.) We see a montage of very different people going about their daily lives with that same red string delicately hanging in the air above them, connecting them to each other. The boy tells us that their fate is often determined by mathematical probability, and it’s his job to keep track of the numbers and make the connections for those who must meet. He tells us he is 11 years, 4 months, 21 days, and 14 hours old, and in all that time he has never spoken. When we finally see his face, he’s an adorable kid.

Baggage handler Martin Bohm, or Kiefer Sutherland, accepts a box of lost cell phones from another employee. He explains that his kid likes to take them apart. During the opening montage, we saw a man drop a cell phone with some pink bear stickers on the back onto the floor, and sure enough, the same be-stickered phone begins ringing as Martin walks away. After a bit of opening snark, the phone’s owner pleads with Martin to return the phone. He says it has a picture of his daughter on it that he needs—something about her birthday. Martin is probably about to return it, but then his own phone rings. It’s his son’s school, and there’s some kind of trouble. He dashes off, leaving the phone forgotten on the back of a green suitcase zipping up the baggage return.
Martin Bohm: Lost phone thief.

The next moment we see the boy, precisely where he was before… only now we can see that he’s sitting on some sort of scaffolding WAY up in the air, blithely scribbling out his numbers. I think it’s a cell tower. Below him there’s a swarm of emergency response vehicles. Martin coaxes him down with the box of old cell phones, and Jake (that’s the boy) smiles slightly. The police chastise Martin, and a hard-hatted man informs us that all three times Jake has climbed this particular tower, he tripped the security alarm at exactly 3:18. The police will be informing child services.

They stop at a gas station, and Jake ducks out of the car. He stands behind a bus scribbling numbers; it’s schoolbus #318. Inside the store, Martin watches a news teaser about the Children of 9-11 while a man buys a lottery ticket. Jake steals it, and runs to car to copy down the numbers: 87, 1, 9, 20, 31, 11. The man says something rude about Jake, and when Martin says “Hey, what?” the guy punches him in the stomach.

Man, it looks exhausting being Jake’s dad....

1/24/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: KIT NELSON* (ep.3)

By Ruthie
*Or, How Much Creepiness can We Cram Into an Hour?


Welcome once again to our weekly foray into the world of Alcatraz and its host of time-traveling personnel. I’ve been waiting all week for my Alcatraz fix, and I know you have too, so let’s get right to it.
"No one else can ever know about this... Just you me and the tree."
After a “previously on” that hits all the high points of last week’s premiere (and if you missed it, may I recommend our excellent recap?), we find ourselves in the charming neighborhood of Walnut Creek, CA by dark of night. A suburban looking man in a green jacket lets himself into a quaint little house. He is carrying a large white flower, and if I had a horticultural bone in my body, I’d tell you what it is, but the best I can manage is “not a daisy.” But it’s a pretty flower, and I’m wondering if it will be a gift for his wife? Aw, someone left a light on for him. He switches it off and heads upstairs where he checks on the two sleeping boys in the attic room. He tucks one in tenderly and moves a comic book off the other’s bed. He just oozes “loving father.” It’s so sweet. Or at least, it was sweet until he puts his hand over one boy’s mouth and coldly informs him “Scream and I’ll kill your brother.” Well that killed the mood.

In the Alcatraz recreation yard of 1960, we see the same man dressed in a prison uniform. Two angry looking men walk past him and say, “Hey, Child Killer.” Others pick up the refrain, and the child killer panics. There are a number of guards standing around at the top of some bleachers and the child killer, fear in his eyes, runs for help. The guards subtly turn away and move out of range. A man knocks the child killer down the stairs, and some other prisoners surround him, kicking and punching. E.B. Tiller comes out and coolly observes the fight, which we are told is the third or fourth time this guy has been attacked. No one seems to mind much; Tiller even muses that it would be nice if they just finished him off. But he does his job and asks the guards to get him inside “before they kill him.”

"Okay, before I sign this....you're POSITIVE these Russian brides gotta sleep with me, right?"  
Submitted by Matt Popola via our Facebook Page.

Back in the present Doc Soto is listening to a police scanner and inking a really excellent comic book recreation of Lucy’s shooting last week. Seriously, it’s beautiful. His teenage assistant comes in and muses that Doc has the best life ever, which Doc dismisses as “a 16-year-old’s wet dream.” Before the conversation can continue, the police scanner informs us about a missing 11-year-old boy, and how all the mother found in the boy’s bed was a chrysanthemum. Ah-hah, so that was the white flower. Doc jumps up and grabs a folder from a file cabinet, where he glances at two fifty year old news clips about a missing 11-year-old, one of which includes a photo of a chrysanthemum. He grabs his things and hurries away.

At the hospital, Lucy is still unconscious and hooked to machines. (All of you who share my Parminder Nagra crush, look now for this is all we will see of her this week.) Hauser is outside her room, looking moodily at her through the glass. He tells Detective Marsden about the Sinoatrial Node with the implication that Lucy’s isn’t working. Marsden asks if she might still come out of it, and Hauser looks at her like a moron. Doc interrupts them. “I know it’s sad and all,” he says, and then explains about the missing boy. He tells them that the same thing happened three times in 1958, and the kidnapper was Alcatraz inmate Kit Nelson. Doc tells them that Nelson steals the kid on Friday and brings the bodies home on Sunday. They have 48 hours to find the boy.

En route to the crime scene, Doc tells Marsden that Nelson has no particular family; his mother died while he was in Alcatraz and his brother died of scarlet fever at 11 (the same age as the missing boy). The missing boy’s mother shows them the flower on the bed and tells them that Dylan, her son, wouldn’t run away. They show her a picture of Nelson, which she recognizes immediately as “Warren from Keller’s Hardware” who did some work for her the previous week. Marsden shows the photo to the younger brother, who murmurs that Nelson gave him rock candy. Marsden asks if Nelson was in the bedroom last night, and poor Liam, who looks on the verge of panic, says, “I pretended to be asleep ‘cause I was scared.” Poor kid.

Meanwhile, Kit Nelson has hold of Dylan and is marching him out to a lake, two fishing poles in hand. They rent a boat....

1/17/2012

ALCATRAZ Recap: Pilot/Ernest Cobb*

By Ruthie

*or "Alcatraz: Time Traveling Criminals Are Surprisingly Like Batman"

Never saw that logo design coming...
Welcome Wicked Theorists to this, our first foray into the world of Alcatraz. Were you all looking forward to this show as much as I was? Since tonight’s premier was a double episode, you also get to enjoy this special double length recap/review! (Try to contain your delight.) This is going to be a particularly long one, since the first episode crams a lot of stuff into a short time, so make sure you’ve got a nice comfy seat, and let’s get to it.

We kick right off with some nice CG of Alcatraz on a dark and stormy night and Sam Neill’s voiceover explaining that the official story of Alcatraz closing in 1963 is “Not what happened. Not at all.” Cut to March 20, 1963 when two guards, a seasoned professional and a jittery rookie arrive on the island by boat and immediately figure out that something is amiss. Inside, they find row after row of empty cells, and Jittery Rookie looks like he’s going to need to change his trousers. Sam Neill chimes in again to inform us that 302 men disappeared that night.

Jack doesn't photo well.
      And now we’re back in the present day, where tourists are poking around the cells and snapping photos. An adorable moppet wanders off and finds somebody having a nap in one of the solitary confinement cells. A park ranger kicks him out and he stumbles drunkenly to a boat looking more or less like the end product of a really excellent bachelor party. He steals someone’s souvenir copy of “Prisoners of Alcatraz” so that we can see his face in the gallery of mug shots, and, if your TV is big enough to read the tiny, tiny print, you can also learn that his name is Jack Sylvane. Then there’s a quick flashback to the 60s, where a suit by the name of Tiller plants a screwdriver in Jack’s cell on visiting day. (Jerk.) And the present again, where the same helpful stolen book shows us a photo of elderly E.B. Tiller receiving FBI honors.

Opening title, and the word hangs above the rock looking very much like the Bat Signal. (Na na na na na na Batman!)

Now we’re back in San Francisco where a blonde and a handsome bearded guy (probably cops) are chasing a clean-cut guy across rooftops in what is a dramatic, heart-pounding, and entirely improbable police chase. The clean-cut guy pushes the bearded man, who falls to his tragic death, something that three months later seems to still be haunting the blonde, Detective Rebecca Madsen. Her Lieutenant wants her to find a new partner, but before she has to agree to anyone, she gets pulled out to work a homicide.
     And the dead guy is E.B. Tiller, the suit from Alcatraz, dead in the remains of his coffee table. See, that’s why I refuse to have a glass-topped coffee table. One little fall or, uh, knife to the chest and you end up with a bum full of glass shards. Also, it’s unnatural to have to Windex your table. But I digress. Tiller is identified as a Fed, and a few minutes later, Sam Neill, or rather, Emerson Hauser, turns up and turfs the local cops out. Madsen calls him a dick, and then she dickishly steals a smashed photo from the crime scene on her way out to run prints. She identifies Jack Sylvane’s prints and then figures out the Alcatraz connection via Google. (Oh, internet, is there anything you can’t do?)
"Tea, scone, newest Walking Dead?"

Alcatraz leads her to a resident expert in the person of Dr. Diego Soto, book author, double doctorate holder, and comic book store owner, played by a very dapper Jorge Garcia (yay!). They bond over video games, he proposes marriage, and she enlists him for help with her case. Dr. Soto paints a rosy picture of Sylvane as a poor WW2 vet who ended up in jail just for trying to steal food to feed his family. Aww, maybe the time traveling con’s not such a bad guy?

      Back in the 60s, we get a few more scenes of E.B. Tiller being a dick to Jack Sylvane. In present San Francisco, Jack goes into a… what is this, a youth hostel? A YMCA? A really crummy gym? I’m genuinely not sure… and pays for access to a locker room, where he whips out a locker key and finds a gun and a prison uniform. The kid from the check in helpfully comes into the locker room to give Jack his change and a clean towel, and Jack repays the young man for his above-the-call kindness by brutally smashing his head into a locker. Remember what I said about him maybe not being so bad? I think I take that back.
      Madsen goes to a bar to ask for advice from her “uncle” Ray. Soto follows her, and she mentions that her grandfather Thomas Madsen was a guard on Alcatraz, which makes both Soto and Ray mutter awkwardly. Soto whips out Sylvane’s death certificate, and Uncle Ray strongly encourages Madsen to back off. No one ever listens to good advice on TV, so instead Madsen and Soto arrange to go over to Alcatraz the next day. They go looking for a room Soto once stumbled across which is separated from the main tourist drag by a rope and a single locked door. It’s chock full of the prisoners’ personal belongings. Before they get to really investigate, someone throws a gas grenade at them and they both pass out