Somewhere, there is another world where Sliders is not a tonedeaf “boy’s club.” This, however, is not that world.
Again, casual sexism.
The show, seemingly accidentally, stumbled upon its thesis, four years too late.
Three-quarters drivel, one-quarter terror.
Rembrandt grows up.
Despite all their rage, they’re still just rats in an interdimensional cage.
Memory Cheats, they say. Well, I never said that. Someone did. Oh God, was that a Ghost? It was? Tight.
Or, the one with all the drugs and casual sexism.
Hey everyone, it’s time to meet our new Slider, Colin! Too bad he is the reason they invented the phrase “not the sharpest tool in the shed.” Also, Canada!
All along, something was missing. And, as it turns out, it was this.
It’s Maggie’s hour, in this televisual prequel to Inception. It’s better than you think. It’s probably also better than Inception. I didn’t really like Inception. But I really liked this episode!
The humanization of the Kromaggs? Or the de-humanization of Rembrandt?
Hey, that show I used to watch called “Sliders” is back! I think I’ll watch it— I hear it’s pretty smart!
You can’t go home again— especially when there are a bunch of Pig-Ape dudes taking joy rides in Hummers all over the place!
Sorry, y’all. But I just don’t think Tracy’s Last Stand was going to be very effective…
A monstrous diatribe against the worst atrocity the show has yet committed. I have to say goodbye to Wade— here? Now? I’m not the only one who wants to jump howling off a cliff.
All my friends are dead.
Why is that Dinosaurs bring out the best in this show?
The final victory of the 18-34 demographic. Who, as it turns out, are all parseltongues.
Last time, I made the semi-argument that we’d hit the moment where the show ceased to be Sliders. I don’t know what it’s become now, but it’s safe to say we’re still firmly in the “not Sliders” realm of storytelling. But there’s a crucial difference between “Stoker” and “The Breeder.” Namely, “Stoker” isn’t a total piece of shit.
Oh, don’t get me wrong. This episode totally blows.
You all have been reading this for a long time. You all know that I’m willing to accept a lot of the shit that’s made in the name of Sliders. A part of being a Sliders fan is accepting that your show changes and is a diamond with many sides. But you know what? This episode is the moment when I will say this, and mean it:
This isn’t my show. I don’t want to watch this.
The darkest hour yet. Face to face with a Mirror Demon— the dark ghoul of the Multiverse. Special appearance by Haints & The Fogguns.
In which I reveal the secret fact that this is actually one of the best and most radical episodes in the show’s run. A televisual essay about strength and weakness, and their place in the Multiverse. Also, Zombies.
They were so close. There we were, at the bottom of the pit. And lo, we were handed a shovel.
Sliders is a show that keeps up a façade of optimism. Time and time again it shows immense pessimism in the name of the Human Condition. Nearly every double they’ve met has betrayed them. Humanity as a whole lets them down. Societies and governments need to be overthrown, often unsuccessfully. Now, here, even Science betrays them. A physically impossible globular cluster is coming to destroy the Earth. Our past lives return to destroy us. The beginning joins with the end. It falls apart as you watch.