The herd
of minor characters that once inhabited Arctic Biosystems was virtually wiped
out in last night’s episode of Helix
on Syfy. Per the late Constance Sutton, the herd has been significantly trimmed. The
hapless scientists discovered—too late for about a dozen or so of them—that the
Narvik-B infected zombies have evolved into intelligent, coordinated attackers. One scene
is clearly intended to top last week’s awesomely disgusting coffee klatsch, in
which the zombies regurgitated black slime into coffee mugs—including Dr.
Hatake’s “Keep Calm and Carry On” mug. They
gave this freshly brewed ‘Narvik Roast’ to Peter to sip in order to revive him,
or rather unrevive him. Peter then became the king zombie, and began organizing
attacks.
Last
night’s episode opened with a laboratory rat spinning helplessly inside a
microwave. The stove had been placed on
the floor in the middle of a hallway, as bait
it turns out. One of the starving
scientists—food has been very scarce for many episodes now—is enticed by the
prospect of getting a bit more protein into her diet. Just as she clutches at the microwave she is
captured by zombies, (they prefer to be called vectors) and dragged off to their
laboratory. The abandoned rodent
explodes inside the microwave, probably serving as an inspiration to a number
of 12 year old boys who enjoy bothering animals.
The
zombies infect the captured scientist with the Narvik-B virus, strap her to a
table, and then exsanguinate her of
her now black bodily fluids, which they collect as a biological weapon. Under Peter’s direction, this is dumped into
the pipes that supply water to the overhead fire prevention sprinkler system. At least Arctic Biosystems meets safety
codes! The remaining scientists,
gathered in a room they believed to be secure from attack, are now baptized
with the black blood of their slain colleague, and become zombie/vectors
themselves.
Not
to worry. Alan, Julia, Dr. Hatake and
Sarah have come up with a cure. It
involves spraying the victims with cryogenic fluid to freeze them, and then
stabbing them in the stomach with a hypodermic filled with some kind of
serum. The cure provokes agonizing
seizures and considerable regurgitation, but appears to work. Peter is one of the staff rescued from the
clutches of Narvik-B. It is about
time. A few of the zombies decline
medical treatment and escape into the air ducts.
Yet
timing is everything. 100 storm troopers
from the evil Ilaria Corporation parachute down to retake their property and
secure the Narvik virus for their own nefarious use—most likely mass genocide
and world domination. They are lead by “the
Scythe”, who is carrying behind his back—you guessed it—a couple of sharp curved
sickles with which he is likely to do much reaping. The mask, black uniform and sickles create
menace for what later turns out to be a silver eyed teenaged punk—a far cry
from the notorious Constance Sutton. The
minor scientist characters allow the Scythe on to the elevator they are taking
down to the bunker beneath the base, thinking he is their rescuer. He isn’t.
Regrettably their acting contracts have run out and very soon so will
most of their blood.
Chased
and eaten by zombies, shot at by corporate goons, infected with a bioengineered
virus, frozen with cryogenic fluid, stabbed with hypodermics, throats slit—the
last 10 days have been difficult for the staff of Arctic Biosystems.
The
Scythe and his two henchwomen step off the elevator, leaving a pile of bodies
behind them—they want Hatake and the Narvik-B virus, and otherwise plan to
harvest whoever is still standing. This
includes Alan, Julia, Sarah, Peter, Miksa, and Dr. Hatake. But wait, where are Anana and
Bellesaros? In the last episode they
were in the nearby Inuit village, urging the natives to disperse into the
wilderness to avoid destruction by the Ilarians. They were completely absent from last night’s
episode.
It
may be that instead of the cowboys it may be the Indians—or rather the Inuits—who
come over the hill and save the day.
Last night the level of violence and gore was so over the top that the
show began to resemble a cartoon. The
habit of pairing gruesome scenes with mid 20th Century lounge lizard
music keeps the tone of the show quirky and off kilter. Only a few episodes remain in the first season
of this fascinating soap opera, so it will be interesting to see which parts of
the plot get resolved, and which do not.
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