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LEXX Unauthorized
LEXX Unauthorized, Series 2: The Light at the End of the Universe
LEXX Unauthorized, Series 2 - The continuing story of Kai, an undead assassin, Zev, a combination of love slave and cluster lizard, Stanley Tweedle, a hapless security guard and 790, a robot head, careening through space together in the LEXX, a stolen, planet destroying, biological warship shaped like a dragonfly. In the second series, the crew travel through space, searching for a new home, or at least a good time, while in their wake a mysterious force is destroying the universe. LEXX was one of the strangest and most wildly surreal space operas ever conceived, owing as much to Luis Bunuel and Alejandro Jodorowsky as to to Star Trek and Star Wars. It was unique and unforgettable, mixing black comedy and absurdism with epic drama, and an astonishing visual sense. Backstage, the story of the creation of the series was even more extraordinary, a tale of regional Atlantic film makers, renegade artists, cult film makers, wild experimentation, Canadian cultural nationalism, German entrepreneurs, new computer generated imagery technologies and backstage chaos intersecting in wildly unpredictable ways, to create truly exotic images and stories. The product of years of research and dozens of interviews, this is a 'must buy' for any fan of the show itself or of science fiction movies television generally, and an eye opening insight into film and television production, especially Canadian and international productions.
315 pages, Paperback
Published June 11, 2022
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April 27, 2020
Alright, full disclosure. There's a reason the name of the reviewer is the same as the name of the author. I'm fessing up. Yes, I wrote the thing.
So tell you what, if that really offends you, give me one stars, and that will balance things out. Or if you want to really stick it to me, go ahead and read the thing, and tell everyone what you really think. That'll teach me a lesson.
So why exactly do I want to write a review? Hell, why would I want to write about an obscure TV series that's been gone for twenty years. I can't imagine that there's a burning hunger out there.
Why? Because it's a labour of love. Back when this show started out, I came across it and literally fell in love. It was a space opera, but unlike anything I'd ever seen. It was visually unique, adventurous, nihilistic. It owed as much to Monty Python as to science fiction, it owed as much to Louis Bunuel and Alejandro Jodorowski, and movies like Un Chien Andalou and El Topo as to Star Trek. It was unique, fresh and subversive.
The more I learned about it, the more fascinated I became. The story behind the production, and the obscure regional company that created it, was even more bizarre. There was a committment to experiment and innovation, to taking real chances. I wrote about it on Bulletin Boards, and attracted attention.
The creator of the series, Paul Donovan, invited me to write a book about the show. I was enthralled. I crossed the country several times, interviewed literally everyone in sight, some of them multiple times, visited sets and CGI offices. I spent years and thousands of my own money working on the project. I intended to write the best book of its kind ever, something that would be up there with the books on Blade Runner, or Outer Limits, with the Devil's Candy.
And then it fell through. The book proposal went through a handful of publishers, but eventually got dropped, the series ended, and that was that.
For closure, I wrote the book I wanted to write, exactly the way I wanted to write it, had one copy printed off and gave it to the star Brian Downey. And I thought that was the end of it.
Then, over a decade later, after two changes of careers, a marital breakdown, a flood, three hard drive crashes, three changes of residents, and several spells of life lived out of suitcases and boxes and assorted chaos, as I was gleaning out junk, I found the disk with the manuscript on it. It had survived everything. So I read it.
And it was pretty damned good.
The series was briliant. And even if it's mostly forgotten and overlooked, it still holds up. The book, well, I believe in it. I think that it deserves to be out in the world. So even if there's not much of a market, I'm proud to have it out there. Like I said, labour of love.
So one star if if you will.
So tell you what, if that really offends you, give me one stars, and that will balance things out. Or if you want to really stick it to me, go ahead and read the thing, and tell everyone what you really think. That'll teach me a lesson.
So why exactly do I want to write a review? Hell, why would I want to write about an obscure TV series that's been gone for twenty years. I can't imagine that there's a burning hunger out there.
Why? Because it's a labour of love. Back when this show started out, I came across it and literally fell in love. It was a space opera, but unlike anything I'd ever seen. It was visually unique, adventurous, nihilistic. It owed as much to Monty Python as to science fiction, it owed as much to Louis Bunuel and Alejandro Jodorowski, and movies like Un Chien Andalou and El Topo as to Star Trek. It was unique, fresh and subversive.
The more I learned about it, the more fascinated I became. The story behind the production, and the obscure regional company that created it, was even more bizarre. There was a committment to experiment and innovation, to taking real chances. I wrote about it on Bulletin Boards, and attracted attention.
The creator of the series, Paul Donovan, invited me to write a book about the show. I was enthralled. I crossed the country several times, interviewed literally everyone in sight, some of them multiple times, visited sets and CGI offices. I spent years and thousands of my own money working on the project. I intended to write the best book of its kind ever, something that would be up there with the books on Blade Runner, or Outer Limits, with the Devil's Candy.
And then it fell through. The book proposal went through a handful of publishers, but eventually got dropped, the series ended, and that was that.
For closure, I wrote the book I wanted to write, exactly the way I wanted to write it, had one copy printed off and gave it to the star Brian Downey. And I thought that was the end of it.
Then, over a decade later, after two changes of careers, a marital breakdown, a flood, three hard drive crashes, three changes of residents, and several spells of life lived out of suitcases and boxes and assorted chaos, as I was gleaning out junk, I found the disk with the manuscript on it. It had survived everything. So I read it.
And it was pretty damned good.
The series was briliant. And even if it's mostly forgotten and overlooked, it still holds up. The book, well, I believe in it. I think that it deserves to be out in the world. So even if there's not much of a market, I'm proud to have it out there. Like I said, labour of love.
So one star if if you will.
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