I guess Tatiana is my favorite actress in the world, although I haven’t yet seen Joy, so it may flip back over to J-Law.
But anyone who is interested in acting, and/or sci-fi for that matter, should be studying Orphan Black. It’s the only show you need. She’s completely unimaginable, playing multiple versions in every scene. There are so many nuances and mannerisms that it’s difficult to remember they’re all her.
The Ukrainian assassin Helena turns out to be my favorite, because she’s so hilarious. Nearly everything she does is twisted, and this season she even plays with a talking pet scorpion. For real–the scorpion, not the talking.
Anyway, when last we left Clone Club there were factions in industry, in the military, and who-knows-where vying for control of the human genome research. The clones suffer from first-generation prototype problems that are life-threatening. Glitches have also altered some of them enough to allow for diversity in reproductive capabilities.
Season Three takes it to the boy’s experiment, a military venture based out of a desert bunker, where law is missing. These experiments seep into civilian lives, and citizens are being caught up in these biological games. It’s all a turn to the dark, and by season’s end it all will make a bit more sense.
But wait, Alison the soccer mom also gets into some new business. More hilarity as this sprightly, pilate’d suburbanite decides to not only bury a body in the garage (season two) but go all Breaking Bad while running as a candidate for School Supervisor.
These worlds are tangled up in DNA, and “Tat” is so incredible it’s worth it to just see her flow from character to character, as if she’d been that person her entire life.