Three lost hours

Some crafty individual (specifically, my sibling of the male persuasion) decided it'd be fun to shove a shiny DVD into my hands today. 'Which one', I hear myself asking so that I can pad out the entry a little further.

In a word, Firefly (which I know has been around for years, but I've only just seen any of).

The last three hours mysteriously vanished, while the first four episodes quite happily played their way across my screen. While it occurs to me that there's only another ten left, and that Serenity isn't due for release until late September, I find myself wanting to just finish watching the whole series right now - which kinda means that I no longer find ianthefira's FMA addiction quite so odd.

Plus, the Mutant Enemy zombie always makes me giggle. "Grr! Arrg!" ... "Heehehehee!"
I almost can't wait for a ten-foot cartoon zombie to run across a cinema screen at the end of Serenity.

Help!

I'm not sure this is entirely healthy - eleven episodes of Firefly over the last twenty-two hours. Nine hours out of the last twenty-two spent watching a TV show made by Joss Whedon*.

To put it in perspective, I doubt I'd do this with DVDs of Buffy (I'd probably watch Once More with Feeling pretty quickly, though). I can't believe that Fox decided to stop making it for poor ratings - what faith I was starting to have in Americans is starting to slip again (though, in all fairness, they swapped the episodes around which rather screwed the metaplot). With any luck, Serenity will get enough of an audience for Firefly to return - after all, Buffy was a movie before she was a TV series.

If you're reading this and have never seen an episode of Firefly, then I surely do think that you should beg, borrow, or steal it. It's shiny.

*and not just for Morena Baccarin and Jewel Staite, thankyou very much.†
†...but wouldn't you just love to *Hug* Kaylee?