Meet the Sundae Edition, then – a chance to reprint the first twelve episodes, ie the first three books, in this series of semi-linked short stories. I gave the first book three and a half stars, and wished how the arc of the whole series had not been introduced to what seemed like a perfectly reasonable bundle of dark, Twilight Zone-styled one-shots. But let's face it, a story where a failed has-been has a fantasia in his mind about using a second hit single to save the world from splodges of brightly-coloured goop is not exactly going to get us far, is it? And the fourth story was seemingly going nowhere until a protagonist turned up and alerted us to what might be a-coming.
And so the rest of this was entirely unknown to me, courtesy the whims of the book reviewing gods, the mobile frozen produce vendors and so on. 9/11 iconography is invoked now a potential saviour for some characters is around, but we're soon back to a triptych of negative stories – "Sliding Doors" meets "Outer Limits". A girl struggles with her friend's death, before the entire town this is all set in just goes ape, and we see bleakness and misery and violence, and it all just washes over us to little effect.
Book Three here is even worse. It wants to giveth of the big lesson, but portentous, pretentious and just plain pathetic are far too close. Something trying for a mythos with the two Main Men is of very little use in the great scheme of things; a story that starts in fluent Spanish only makes you think the creators said "hey, you know 'Buffy' got away with odd-ball one-offs that were both curve-balls, and great – d'you think we can do the first, knowing we'll never manage the second?". A lesson in how bad reality TV is just seems childish, for all its evisceration. And some kind of sci-fi story ends my time with this franchise. Collectively, all four show the series is nothing without the town, but prove it's not much more than nothing full stop.
I'd long thought there was little quality control about this, but the final four stories just showed there was no quality. It's not fair to say anything about duff ones, when all of them are equally duff. Fans will like the extras here – and to repeat I have no idea what they were originally – for we not only get a gallery, but character design drafts, bits of script – and the pre-Buffyfied Spanish in the original English – AND a new postscript. And people who like this kind of thing are welcome to it all. I love them all, as people, sure, but who can really love this? None of the stories go anywhere except into emo gloom, they're not particularly distinctive, and they're certainly not that well written. This is a much-loved franchise, but as with many such instances the appeal is very hard to locate.