Reviews

Watch the two-part extended version as the gutted one breeds more confusion and hardly fixes any pacing issues.

Plot-wise it's basically the second angle at Orwell's take on self-sustaining totalitarian regimes with the stick being also the carrot and community effectively oppressing themselves through the means of separation, segregation and psychological conditioning.

In this particular scenario, it's the hidden signal that makes most of the population obedient as sheep and causes unfortunate minority to suffer from agonizing pain, for which they get labeled as freaks and traitors by the establishment and the majority eagerly believes propaganda, because the signal makes them easily persuaded.

The earthling crash-lands on the God forsaken planet and has to learn its tragic history and borderline catastrophic situation the remaining population is in after surviving a nuclear war and getting constantly brainwashed by their nameless 'benefactors'.

The earthling is from a progressive Star Trek future, so nothing is impossible and he feels like doing something about the suffering extraterrestrials. How will he solve this problem? Is he going to screw things up? Almost certainly, but to what degree will become apparent after watching the flick.

Worth watching for the timely (and, honestly, timeless) premise alone.

Alright, get this - you're a civil protection police scum who hunts down oppressed minorities in a cyberpunk Los Angeles (minus the ecological devastation of suburban outskirts). And somehow you're the good guy in this story!

Mix together Blade Runner, Edge of Tomorrow + razor-sharp capture of humans' affinity for projecting the outcome of our actions (and to get attracted to biblical angelic figures) and moe art style and you get this brilliant little short that only gets one star retracted from Griffindor for slightly unfitting (at the beginning) lyrics of the song with the presented imagery.

It's so much fun, Jan - get it!

The spot-on execution of an emotionally manipulative interview, produced by a biased earthling for his sensation-hungry audience, is genuinely gripping to follow.

Not much else to add to it, beside the plot hole everyone mentions over here: the aliens speaking English on tape. To clear things first, the only human interacting with non-english speaking aliens in an interview was Crichton's nephew, who could've easily taken the translator "flu-shot" off-camera, so no technical error here. To myself, I immediately figured out that the VHS tape of the documentary they took on Moya either didn't contain English dub voice-over, with which the show must have been aired back on Earth or, if they captured the airing much later in space (which would explain some past tense retrospective sentences in it), said voice-over is simply omitted by Farscape episode director as an artistic license decision (to avoid jumbled mess of alien characters speaking gibberish and the english dubbing narrator cross-talking over each other, dispersing the melancholic tone of the scene in the process) - simply imagine any news report with a foreigner speak being dubbed over in English / local language of choice. And, of course, Moya residents hear all of it in their own locale with the help of translator microbes.