When I first watched Farscape, I was checking out DVDs from the Seattle Public Library. You’d wait ages to make it to the top of the hold list, and then you’d get to check out a whole season… for one week.
Watching a whole season of Farscape crammed into a single week always made me think of the description of drinking a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster — “having your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.”
Amazing but also gaaaaaaaah so brain hurt.