Powers S01E03

What makes the comic so much fun (and damned good) is the chain-linking of fully realised characters cracking wise as their actions propel the plot.

What makes the small-box adaptation such a disappointment is the absence of believable characterisation (thanks in large part to shit dialogue) and plotting that makes each forty-minute-plus ep feel like eight fucking hours.

Sheeeit.

Dirty? Never.

On the local rag was this sissy pants apologising for exercising choice.

When the choice is between Telecom Spark's Lightbox (hey, you remember when you fucked your customers over when you had a monopoly?), or Sky's Neon (why would I give my hard-earned money to this fuckin' cable monopoly?) or Netflix (bringing you Netflix content… except that which has already been licensed by Sky or Spark or whoever the fuck), I'll make my own way, thank you very much.

Because I has internet.

Powers Pilot (Playstation Network, 2015)

Ten minutes in and they've repeated the backstory for our lead character Detective Christian Walker (Sharlto Copley) what feels like four fucking times.

The dialogue is — there's no other way of putting it — shitty boring-arse exposition, the pacing is slow and meandering, the actors are game, the casting is interesting — besides Copley there's Noah Taylor and Eddie Izzard — and blah blah blah snoooore.

I've read that things don't improve until ep three but ten minutes in, my love for the comic may not be enough to wade through this rubbish.

… I've watched worse, but.