I went to see Serenity this weekend. Mr. Bsag was away, but I just couldn't wait, having heard great things about it. Now that I've seen it, I'm keen to see it again with him, because I think I would get even more out of it second time around.
In fact, Farscape went even further with the anarchy because the crew was made up (at various times) of a lost astronaut, five escaped convicts, one ex-communicated soldier, a spoilt and petulant gap-year girl, a completely barking guy with half a face who could take people's pain at the point of death, a three-eyed old witch, and a bio-mechanoid who was fleeing enslavement. There was no Captain, and even Moya (the living ship) had her own mind. Going anywhere involved a lot of debate and argument between Moya and the crew, mediated and translated by the symbiotically-joined Pilot. I'm rambling slightly, but my point is that human nature will probably never change, and writing a drama set in any period without acknowledging the messy, complicated, contradictory nature of human motivation and relationships is not going to work.
Serenity is a remarkable film which somehow manages to succeed on a lot of different levels. It's a blockbuster action film that engages your brain, a Sci-Fi film without aliens, and a tragi-comedy. If you don't enjoy it, then you must be very hard to please indeed, because there really is something for everyone.
^1^ In a moment of almost epic understatement, Captain Mal describes her as "a bit moody". ↑
^2^ I always wondered exactly how that worked. Communism doesn't seem to work, so exactly how do you divide up resources? I'd love to believe that it might be true one day, but I can't see how it would work.↑