Blanded by the Light

Had a curious (but very telling) Sy-Fy viewing experience a couple of days ago – surfing channels, I tripped through three or four concurrent SF&F shows and suffered the disturbing sensation that actually I was just watching a long continuous knitted skein of the exact same fucking programme. In one breath I was in a space ship full of bright young West Coast American creatures having a group-dorm argument about What to Do; in the next I was in a forest with what I swear were the same group o...