The Slayer is proof-positive that one doesn’t need lazer guns or logic-spouting aliens to bleed over into a sci-fi context. Remember, at the beginning of our trek across the known Babe galaxy, we said that if Blockbuster can put Buffy in the "Sci-Fi Section", then so can we. And justifiably so. While broadening the range of what science fiction usually incorporates, the girl made "girl power" cool, if not a terrifying responsibility and power in the hands of a sixteen-year-old girl. What could have been just another high schooler who spouts wit and stakes monsters-of-the-week, turned into a tragic hero. Still not convinced? Fine. You try loving the one thing your purpose on this earth says you have to kill, and then deal with your vampire boyfriend going ten different kinds of evil on you because you slept with him, gave him a moment of pure bliss the curse on his soul says he cannot have, and then see if you have the sterner stuff to fight the not-so-good fight – for a total of seven. Years.
Buffy may not have been abducted by aliens, or assimilated by Borg, or even know what "DRAIDUS contact" means, but she knows what it takes to be a hero. She knows what it takes to be more than just a pretty face and killer of those that kill. And whatever that is, it’s enough for the number one slot.
Oh goodness, I almost thought there was no blog post from last week. That would be tragic. Anywho, this is scaring me a little:
