It’s tempting to administer large doses of
valium before watching this episode as it lurches from computer game action to
lame Hercules romp to saccharine Harlequin romance novel and back again.
Tempting, yes, but don’t do it. Why, I hear you groan, fingers quivering over
that valium packet?
Well this episode is unique for
one reason. It is the exact vision the studio had for the show. No other
episode before or since, and that includes the pilot, has delivered so exactly
what was envisioned for the run of the Warrior Princess. Like all TV shows, the studio, and
relatively high-up powers that be on the set, had their list of do’s and don’ts
when they began Xena. These were based on what they believed the
mainstream wanted to watch. After reading a slew of crew/cast interviews,
watching all the directors’ commentaries and making-of docos, one can pretty
easily discover what the gospel from on high was intended to be for this show.
Chief among them was don’t make this
some anti-man crusade. Do make Xena feminine (but tough). Give them action and
mythical monsters and cool fights. And above all else, golden rule, don’t make
it look like the warrior princess and her comely sidekick are, god forbid, a
pair of lesbians who are into each other.
In sum: it was a vision of perfect
safeness and, on the flipside, eyeball-numbing mediocrity.
So yes folks it’s all there – exactly
to the letter, perfectly made to order, precisely what the studio wanted.
And it stinks. No, I mean really
stinks.
That’s the problem with playing safe –
whatever it is will be dead boring and satisfies no one. But let’s just work our
way through this ghastly approval-meeting check list, to ensure all are nicely
ticked and accounted for in Mortal Beloved.
1. I Am Girly Hear Me Roar
Enter Xena in her deep sea diver
Wonder Woman outfit (when Wonder Woman needed to do a water scene, she did
some silly extra twirl and a black swimming outfit appears). For Xena her black
water-world get up is both feminine (lacking only the frills) and yet bizarrely
unflattering. Too short to suit the shape of Lucy’s upper thighs it nevertheless
doubtlessly met with studio approval and requests to show less leather, more
leg. I felt like I’d accidentally tuned into Miss New Zealand’s swimwear
section. Cute ankle boots though… for a fairy princess.
2. Being Proudly Heterosexual In Three
Easy Kisses And One Sweaty Grope
There was certainly no anti-man crusade
going on in Mortal Beloved (if such a thing has ever existed anywhere on
TV). No siree, studios, there’s also none of that ‘tough chicks doing it alone
without men’ stuff either – that was just a bonus. Indeed Xena tells Hades that
she can’t even fight the big bad without Marcus. (um, since when?)
And it’s not just fighting that Xena
can’t do without Marcus for. Here she is seen playing constant tonsil hockey
with the stud muffin (cripes you two, remember to leave some lips behind), and
even flinging his muscly, macho, manly man-frame (you’re getting the hint he’s a
he, right?) to the ground for a bit of man-woman-sex lovin’ (right beside
Gabrielle, mind you – I mean, ewwww).
And just in case you were the
particularly stupid student at the back of the class, they highlighted it once
more with Barbara Cartland lines like this from Marcus: “My feelings for you
were the only thing keeping me going down in Tartarus. It was like I was
carrying my own Elysian field around in side of me.”
And then, should even the dimmest
student in the stupidest remedial class still fail to grasp all that
heterosexual rampant soulmating and general, ahem, mating, Xena out-of-the-blue
declares her love for Marcus (who knew they were that close?!).
She then makes the boldest declaration
of them all after Gabrielle (loyal platonic chum that she is) remarks
profoundly: “You’ll be together again one day”.
“We’ll never be apart,” Xena replies,
tearing up sweetly (nice touch). “He’s in here forever.” And then for good
measure she thumps her chest like Tarzan in the vague direction of her heart.
(Ouch. That so had to hurt)
OK, we get it already – she’s into men.
3. Action Stations
Also high on the committee’s, sorry
studio’s, list of must haves were exciting mythical critters to get the kiddies
sucked in. Yes there are fairly impressive (for their time) CGI monsters (the
flying flame-hating harpies, which live in a flame world – go figure) who go toe
to wing with Xena. Hmm I am sure I have played this exact same computer game in
the early 90s. Dragon Riders of Pern perhaps?
4. They’re Just Good Friends. No,
Really. Seriously. Look, I Mean It.
OK, no subtext to see here, just move
along folks. In fact this was the perfect anti-subtext episode because even when
Renee is handed on a platter a potential subtext line, she plays it straight
down the line, in every sense. There’s not even a hint of an intonation that
would imply she’s anything but stick-whacking buddies with her uber butch (with
girly swimwear leanings) travelling companion.
The line was regarding what a pleasant
sight it was to see Xena again, when Gabrielle has regained consciousness after
being kicked in the head. No “By the gods you’re beautiful” inflections here.
Nuh-uh. They really did have a strictly kid-sister relationship in this episode.
What’s amazing is just how much feels like it’s missing when that extra layer is
just not there.
I’ll explain why all this is possibly
worth stomaching in a minute, but first it’s quibble time.
Twice in this episode Xena orders
“Gabrielle, stay here” and not in a friendly way, either. It’s jarring, it’s
rude, and frankly Gabrielle aint no dog and should have said so. Given we see
her first fabulous full-on fight with a staff, she shows she’s not without the
ability to defend herself any more. Hopefully this bard-dumping routine in any
and all taverns will be shortlived, at least before she becomes an alcoholic.
Don’t make me mention the sex scene
beside Gabrielle again. Please, please don’t.
Oh cripes, all right then: WHAT WERE
THEY THINKING? HOW CRASS!
I can’t stand the way Gabrielle is
turned into the role of a child-by-proxy whenever the ‘adults’ bed down
together. Shudder. At least they should respect her enough to find some
shrubbery a little further away in case she wakes up. It was really off how they
framed the scene.
The Muriel’s Wedding bride in
this episode is pretty ridiculous. She’s already wearing her outfit for the big
day, the day before, when Xena stops by to talk to her father. Talk about
bridezilla obsessive.
Why did they need to have Marcus
stabbed by Xena? Everyone in the room knows he’s going to die regardless. It was
just a cheap trick to ramp up the emotion. Poor Xena. They should have just let
the dude expire like a parking meter.
Did you notice they also actually had
Xena beg in this episode? She begged for Marcus’s soul. I can’t say I enjoyed it
– I had to look away I felt so embarrassed for her. It was pretty awful.
On a brighter note, there were three
almost worthy things about this episode – Gabrielle taking the time to stop and
put a blanket over the killer’s corpse – which shows her good heart. Either that
or it shows her queasiness, who can say…
The chemistry between Marcus and Xena
is actually believable for once compared with some of the heroes or warlords
she’s been paired with in the past. Excluding the standout example of Ares, she
really had a hard time finding any buzz with the men she was apparently supposed
to be interested in doing the romantic watoozi with.
Finally, the introduction of the song
sung when Xena farewells Marcus – it’s the same one they use on all their
subsequent funeral pyre scenes, especially in Been There Done That. It
gets ya right there every time. (Thumps chest.)
Right, so after all that, why is this
show worthy of eschewing one’s valium for, and watching it stone-cold sober?
Just personally I quite like having
such a tangible tribute to the studio/committee-mentality. Comparing this
mediocrity, which they preferred, with the incredibly lofty heights Xena
reached on the episodes we loved, begged for, championed and obviously
preferred, is a vindication of sorts.
It vindicates anyone who has ever
professed to adoring the off-centredness of Xena, the quirkiness and the
risk taking, the darkness and the light and the love and lust – be it Gabrielle
or Ares – the twisted depths (and that’s just Callisto) and the sheer
unpredictability of what some little film team in NZ threw together whenever the
studio’s back was turned.
It’s the subversiveness of it all that
made our show great, even when the studio looked down at these aspects of it, or
worse, ordered changes to have it rebuilt it in their intended image. Changes
mercifully ignored or just paid lip service to as the months and years marched
on.
The result of experiencing episodes
like this means we can’t get too depressed whenever some studio today announces
there’s no way society would abide a two-girl buddy show, or a gay action hero
or whatever else is deemed too non-conformist to fly. Studios aren’t
particularly accurate temperature takers of modern society if this is any
evidence.
In essence Mortal Beloved is a
morality tale – a warning of what might have been and fortunately never was. For
if the show had continued the way this episode had been set up, and as the
studios dearly wanted, I doubt it would have lasted the season.
This episode proves that Xena
succeeded in spite of the studio demands, not because of them. And that
we all embraced such an unusual and cheeky show, backing up the creative
geniuses who fought for something more, something deeper, something better,
makes me enormously proud of the masses too.
So why bother with Mortal Beloved
at all? Well you need not – but it is a great way to remind yourself that
studios are there to be challenged and pushed and urged ever onwards and
upwards. And it is a head’s up about what will happen if we don’t. It’s a way to
remember that fans really do count and really are discerning. And that’s a
message well worth taking away from one of the lamest episodes in the
Xenaverse.
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