On Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Foreword: Seven Seasons of Buffy
Taste Our Steel
By Drew Goddard
Why do we care?
I don’t so much pose the question in the general sense (though we can discuss that if you wish, I think it has something to do with electrolytes) but rather as it relates to a certain vampire slayer from Sunnydale.
Why do we care about Buffy? Why do we care so much about Buffy?
Why are we watching her and reading about her and dressing up like her and writing the occasional Buffy/Chaos Demon/Staff Writer fanfic about her?
I’d like to suggest that it either a.) has something to do with leather pants or b.) comes down to the integrity of intent behind the show itself.
“Integrity of intent.” What does that even mean? To be honest, I’m not quite sure. But I do know that if you find yourself wearing leather pants, a halter top, and claddagh ring in a bar in Santa Monica and your friends and/or a German person start telling you that Buffy the Vampire Slayer is nothing more than a silly little show about vampires, you can whip out a phrase like “integrity of intent” and they will be so amazed by your keen intellect they will bow down before your giant brain or, in the case of the German person, try to fight you.
German people love to fight. That’s my point.
If you look at the way Joss Whedon constructed his little show, you’ll see that every episode has something important to say about the human condition. (Sounds simple enough, right? You’d be amazed at how …