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The Expanse 3x11 - 'Fallen World' TIMESTAMP / FULL LENGTH Reaction & Review

MVP...the 'V' stands for Volovodov !

The Expanse 3x11 - 'Fallen World' TIMESTAMP / FULL LENGTH Reaction & Review

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Random detail thing for this episode. There is a fork in Alex's arm when Naomi comes in. I don't know why I find it hilarious, but I do. He must have been hungry.

Matt Drahos

I don't think any show has followed the "established rules" better. Seriously, it is a tragedy that this was never recognized for the pure genius work involved.

Matt Drahos

In the first few episodes for Melba they were playing up the guilt she was feeling over killing Ren. That weighs very heavily on her. That's kind of pushed aside by the time Tili finds her, and I think there's a misunderstanding with her intentions. Tili thinks she's just there to hide from the authorities, while Clarissa thinks she's there to stop her mission. In the book her guilt is touched on more. Classism is a huge theme in the show, and the Martians really show that the most, especially the young ones. Their prejudice against Holden, Bobbie, and the Belters just makes you pull your hair frustrated sometimes. I think that's why I love Anna so much, she's so understanding and thoughtful of everyone.

LightningInvoker

Ha, this show:) Simply incredible. Your reaction and insight to this masterpiece makes it fresh again. When you finally do the entire journey, books and all, you must go back and rewatch your commentary for this episode.

Matt Drahos

Can't say you were wrong about having a SAVAGE INDUSTRIES jumpsuit, I was thinking the same exact thing moments before you said it.

aspectsAK

As Ty says; they brought her back in the show-being a non-book character-because Cara Gee has chemistry with everyone. It sizzles off her. And went on to write her into the books; all based off the electricity radiated by Gee

Simon Shea

Possible spoily so read at your own behest. Holden's vision from last episode, as written in the book: Holden placed his palm flat against the closest surface. He didn’t burst into flames. Through the gloves of his EVA suit, he felt a short electric tingle and then nothing, because he was floating in space. He tried to scream and failed. Sorry, a voice said in his head. It sounded like Miller. Didn’t mean to drag you in here. Just try and relax, all right? Holden tried to nod, but failed at that too. He didn’t have a head. His sense of his own body had changed, shifted, expanded past anything he’d imagined before. The simple extent of it was numbing. He felt the stars within him, the vast expanses of space contained by him. With a thought, he could pull his attention to a sun surrounded by unfamiliar planets like he was attending to his finger or the back of his neck. The lights all tasted different, smelled different. He wanted to close his eyes against the flood of sensation, but he couldn’t. He didn’t have anything so simple as eyes. He had become immeasurably large, and rich, and strange. Thousands of voices, millions, billions, lifted in chorus and he was their song. And at his center, a place where all the threads of his being came together. He recognized the station not by how it looked, but by the deep throb of its heartbeat. The power of a million suns contained, channeled. Here was the nexus that sat between the worlds, the miracle of knowledge and power that gave him heaven. His Babel. And a star went out. It wasn’t especially unique. It wasn’t beautiful. A few voices out of quadrillions went silent, and if the great chorus of his being was lessened by them, it wasn’t perceptible. Still, a ripple passed through him. The colors of his consciousness swirled and darkened. Concern, curiosity, alarm. Even delight. Something new had happened for the first time in millennia. Another star flickered and failed. Another few voices went silent. Now, slowly and instantly both, everything changed. He felt the great debate raging in him as a fever, an illness. He had been beyond anything like a threat for so long that all the reflexes of survival had weakened, atrophied. Holden felt a fear that he knew belonged to him—the man trapped within the machine—because his larger self couldn’t remember to feel it. The vast parliament swirled, thoughts and opinions, analysis and poetry blending together and breaking apart. It was beautiful as sunlight on oil, and terrifying. Three suns failed, and now Holden felt himself growing smaller. It was still very little, almost nothing. A white spot on the back of his hand, a sore that wouldn’t heal. The plague was still only a symptom, but it was one his vast self couldn’t ignore. From the station at his core, he reached out into the places he had been, the darkened systems that were lost to him, and he reached out through the gates with fire. The fallen stars, mere matter now, empty and dead, bloated. Filled their systems in a rage of radiation and heat, sheared the electrons from every atom, and detonated. Their final deaths echoed, and Holden felt a sense of mourning and of peace. The cancer had struck, and been burned away. The loss of the minds that had been would never be redeemed. Mortality had returned from exile, but it had been cleansed with fire. A hundred stars failed. What had been a song became a shriek. Holden felt his body shifting against itself, furious as a swarm of bees trapped and dying. In despair, the hundred suns were burned away, the station hurling destruction through the gates as fast as the darkness appeared, but the growing shadow could not be stopped. All through his flesh, stars were going out, voices were falling into silence. Death rode the vacuum, faster than light and implacable. He felt the decision like a seed crystal giving form to the chaos around it, solid, hard, resolute. Desperation, mourning, and a million farewells, one to the other. The word quarantine came to him, and with the logic of dreams, it carried an unsupportable weight of horror. But within it, like the last voice in Pandora’s box, the promise of reunion. One day, when the solution was found, everything that had been lost would be regained. The gates reopened. The vast mind restored. The moment of dissolution came, sudden and expected, and Holden blew apart. He was in darkness. Empty and tiny and lost, waiting for the promise to be fulfilled, waiting for the silent chorus to whisper again that Armageddon had been stopped, that all was not lost. And the silence reigned.

Jason Dokos

T Arnold mentioned this but its worth saying again, this was the first episode shot entirely in zero G, quite an accomplishment! The next two episodes are best watched together, BTW. You will not be happy when E12 ends!!

Etta Eskridge

Yeah, he is deep in the love at this point! (hard not to be!)

Etta Eskridge

With how emotionally attached you are to the characters, I feel like season 5 will be your favorite.

Eric Centea

This is probably one of my favorite episode (even though it did not have enough Amos in it for me). I love how they have you so caught up in the drama of the Behemoth and the Thomas Prince that you forget to worry about our Roci crew. Concerning Clarissa... All I see is a little girl that has been emotionally abused her whole life. She is still living in the abuse. She is desperate for her fathers love, a love that should have been unconditional. It has broken her and in that state, she is doing some truly insane actions and she should face consequences for her actions. But I can't hate her for it.

Daxeah

One of my favourites. Drummer and Ashford have amazing chemistry - even when they are feet apart and facing away from one another... Naomi comes home to take care of the boys, Bobby... Bobby's, and Anna frickin Volovodov comes in sooooo clutch 🤩

HollisHenry

Man, I LOVE this episode! It's a nonstop barrage of trauma and every moment hits like a truck. P.S. I'm constantly amazed by your recollection/note-taking... Volovidov is not a name I would've remembered on my first watch, and Lopez sure as heck ain't either.

Roger Kingsland

Spin the drum! Ah Klaes you beautiful bastard. As you certainly will be told over and over in the comments : In the books you actually got Anna's POV during her spacewalk. She's drugged and mid-way to the Rocinante she starts to wonder why did she go after Clarissa. It's great! And yeah Clarissa is really going to some extremities for this revenge for daddy thing... tough to care about her. I was the same as you when I saw Alex floating there. And, if there weren't the books and despite how much I love the character, I still feel it would've been very impactful to have a main character death at this moment. Also, I would never understand why Naomi is calling James "Holden"...

Blackd0nuts

Didn't realize it till I heard the director in an interview. The entire episode took place in zero-g. A lot of wire work for the actors with a touch of CGI thrown in. 🚀

T. Arnold Ferguson

I also just realized they were passing through the 'tumor film' that was holding the ships and that's what Naomi tested by throwing the tool before she left her shuttle. The attention to detail on this show is pretty amazing.

Chad K

Been drumming my fingers on my desk excitedly waiting all morning for this!

Joshua


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