A Rebel Without A Clue (Net Worth).
There is no right or wrong— there is only fun or boring. HACK THE PLANET.
Think of a Roulette Wheel
Blind To The People In My Life (Mother & Child).
Somewhere, there is another world where Sliders is not a tonedeaf “boy’s club.” This, however, is not that world.
Without A Trace Of Male Envy (Lipschitz Live).
Again, casual sexism.
I Feel Like I’m Out of Gas (The Dying Fields).
The show, seemingly accidentally, stumbled upon its thesis, four years too late.
Burying Your Head In The Sand (California Reich).
Three-quarters drivel, one-quarter terror.
Tell Me Your War Story (Asylum).
Rembrandt grows up.
All My Friends, Nothing But Blood & Meat (Slidecage).
Despite all their rage, they’re still just rats in an interdimensional cage.
Phat, Fresh, & Dope (The Alternateville Horror).
Memory Cheats, they say. Well, I never said that. Someone did. Oh God, was that a Ghost? It was? Tight.
I Need A Drink (Just Say Yes).
Or, the one with all the drugs and casual sexism.
Five In The Hand, White Soul Man (O Brother, Where Art Thou?).
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!
Floating On The Same Piece Of Driftwood (World Killer).
All along, something was missing. And, as it turns out, it was this.
Reality Hasn’t Done Much For Me Lately (Virtual Slide).
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!
We Could At Least Be Civil (Common Ground).
The humanization of the Kromaggs? Or the de-humanization of Rembrandt?
I Believe In Myself (Prophets & Loss).
Hey, that show I used to watch called “Sliders” is back! I think I’ll watch it— I hear it’s pretty smart!
No Matter How Fantastic (Genesis).
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!
A Spontaneous Mass Increase (Heat of the Moment).
Sorry, y’all. But I just don’t think Tracy’s Last Stand was going to be very effective…
Get Them Home (This Slide of Paradise).
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.
Billions Of Fish Can’t Be Wrong (Dinoslide).
Why is that Dinosaurs bring out the best in this show?
Can’t Get There From Here (Slither).
The final victory of the 18-34 demographic. Who, as it turns out, are all parseltongues.
Paintballs Filled With Holy Water (Stoker).
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.
All I Seem To See Is Death (The Breeder).
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.
Death Is Waiting On You (The Other Slide of Darkness).
The darkest hour yet. Face to face with a Mirror Demon— the dark ghoul of the Multiverse. Special appearance by Haints & The Fogguns.
All I See Is Weakness (Sole Survivors).
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.
The Greatest Adventurer Of All Time (The Exodus, pt. II).
They were so close. There we were, at the bottom of the pit. And lo, we were handed a shovel.
Logical To The Point Of Myopia (The Exodus, pt. I).
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.