somzer

This is but soap opera.

I did play one Halo game a long time ago, and while I had to realize I'm unfortunately not into such games, that realization was quite bitter as the lore I found quite interesting. So I read up on it, although only briefly.

So imagine my excitement, after so many years, when I see a Halo series.

After all this time, the details escaped me, but a few things remain with me to this day: The wastness of the Halo universe, in both space and time, and how "realistic" it was, in terms of politics for example.

But that also means, that unlike many others, I cannot claim to be such a big fan to be disappointed by seemingly miniscule differences between the games and this series, like Halo guy taking off his helmet.

So imagine my disappointment, when I had to realize that this interpretation is at best a caricature infused with the now usual Hollywood wokeness and drama, with "bad guys" clearly separated from "good guys", with plenty of virtue signaling, inane conversations, unintelligent and cliché characters, and if all that wasn't enough, where the vast lore and all the mysteries are essentially dumbed down to cheap gimmics and personal level conflicts of a couple of characters, all to make it appeal to a shallow, excuse me, a "broader" audience...which seems to have the intellectual level of a Zoo.

5 episodes is more than enough to give it a chance, and here I am, unable to summon the willpower to continue this cheap banality.

I cannot even imagine what this joke must feel like to actual fans.

"Suspension of belief" is not an excuse you can use to explain away contradictions, plotholes, irrationality and nonsense in other names. It's about accepting unrealistic elements for the sake of the overall picture. Sounds in space, throwing fireballs, or dinosaurs in human disguise, sure, people will accept it, but then you STILL ought to present a reasonable, coherent story that abides by the internal rules of this fictional world.

"See" is built entirely on the foundation of "suspension of disbelief", but its architect is about as qualified as a drunken toddler is to propose laws, seeing as the finished product demands far, far more than that.

It requires the total, absolute suspension of reason.

Here, suspension of disbelief would be accepting a virus left only a fraction of the population alive, but left them blind. A post-apocalyptic setting.

Yet what you need to do here is accept these blind people regressed back to the bronze age, where over 99.9% of the accumulated knowledge of humanity that we enjoy today is either less than a myth, or forgotten completely. It's a world where people don't even believe in the Sun, Moon or stars, and indeed, where "sight" is a concept regarded as ridiculous...aside from being heretical warranting immediate execution in the name of "God". Good to know at least some things don't change.

You must accept that here is a world where small bands of tribal savages live in the wilderness fighting over berry bushes, but you also have to accept their fabulous makeup, their well-done hairstyles, their stylish clothing and their fancy accessories. Why any of that is necessary - or even possible - when none of them can see, I don't know, but then again, nor does the writer so who are you to judge!

"But where are the cities?" you may wonder, and the answer is: They're in the bank because post-apocalyptic city shots are way too expensive and totally unnecessary in a post-apocalyptic series anyway!

Accept all the "blind things" shown, such as heightened hearing and smelling ability, and accept they use tools to detect objects in their path like the blind would, but then forget it immediately, and instead, accept that they can fight like people who clearly see the blows coming and dodge them casually while retaliating with inhuman precision.

And accept that even though their other senses are unrealistically heightened to the point they can hear a horse breathe normally from miles' distance, alla Superman, the same people can still be sneaked up on with ease by a heavily armored foot soldier, when the plot so demands it.

"Consistency? Reason? What do you mean?" -asked the writer before he resumed fantasising about his dashing, butchering knife waving, blind martial artists putting on their scary warpaint sensually before the grand battle over their prized berry bushes.

If that all doesn't sound too bad and you want to give it a shot, prepare to vacate your mind of all thought and watch it as you are supposed to: Drooling.