the middle of June, she was about to be bitten by Luke (Brian Thompson) and thus end the series on the very first episode: Heroine slain, Evil triumphant, and the World destroyed.
Of course, that didn't happen... the cliffhanger carrying over immediately into the second episode where, luckily, Luke tries to cop a feel (I mean, it's Sarah Michelle Gellar... who wouldn't?) and grabs a handful of demon-burning crucifix. The same crucifix given to her by the startlingly young looking Angel (David Boreanaz).
Anyway, life spared, she and two of the potential Scoobies manage to get away and live to Slay another day.
I love how entirely silly the vampires' plans both to trap Buffy and initiate the Harvest are. It kind of is just like they're in an episode of Scooby Doo and that's really the charm of it all.
Sure, if you want to get real (and forget all the vampires and mystical nya-nya), an evil organization that has been in existence for hundreds of years probably would've planned better than, "let's plant our least experienced member in her group and have him fumble around" or "let's go to the one place in town teenagers (which our mortal enemy is) hang out and start a massacre."
I mean, honestly... Luke should've just gone to a nursing home or something. Tons of docile fleshbags just waiting to kick it. No direct connection to the Slayer and her Scoobies. Easy, simple.
But, that's melodrama for you, and it's hilariously bad and awesome at the same time!
I love Buffy for so many reasons: its camp horror, its archetypal characters, its 90's wit and sarcasm. I even love how dated all the technology is... I mean, just look at the computers that Harmony and Cordelia are "programming" on in the second act.
Sure, a few of the trappings don't hold up, but the series as a whole is still brilliantly silly fun. There's a reason that Joss Whedon is a geek god and I can easily recommend the series... you just have to look at it with an open mind and childlike (or, at least, a teenager's) whimsey.
Also, even wings-over-my-hammy Angel is better than Edward-freaking-Cullen.
Until tomorrow, Potatoes~