It looks like we're going to wait until Netflix gets Deep Space Nine in October to keep going on Star Trek. So right now we're kicking back with all three seasons of Wonder Woman, a show Becca loved growing up but which I've always been more or less ambivalent on, besides the obvious eye candy. But what the heck, here are my thoughts on the episodes of the first season.
Overall, it's a fun season of TV. It ain't poetry, but the characters are approached with emotional sincerity and even when the show cheaps out here and there, it has something to say. I think it especially succeeds in the character of Wonder Woman herself. Lynda Carter is fantastic in the role, very optimistic and genuine in a way that's not necessarily naive or guileless, but just kind of wholesome. I like my Wonder Woman this way; she believes in the best humanity can achieve, but she's not stupid. She's very feminine, very feminist, but not a mouthpiece for preachy messages. She's a woman, and a wonder. It's something Hollywood just can't balance nowadays, for reasons that completely escape me--it's seen in Hollywood as a problem that can't be solved, how to make someone an action hero and a woman at the same time. Pathetic.