Welcome to Westworld. |
As in the film, the titular Westworld is an elaborate vacation resort in the not-so-distant future, where guests pay for an authentic old west experience, provided for them by android 'hosts' programmed to provide whatever the guests want, but without actual awareness that they aren't real people. Through the first episode, 'The Original', we meet several hosts - Dolores, a wholesome settler girl; Teddy, her nice would-be boyfriend; Maeve, the madame of the local bar - some of the staff of Westworld - founder, Robert Ford; head programmer, Bernard Lowe; ops manager, Theresa Cullen; paranoid security chief, Stubbs; and narrative director Lee Sizemore, a colossal tool - and a few guests, only one of whom is particularly noteworthy; the Man in Black.
Visually, the Man in Black is very similar to the android Gunslinger in the movie, and similarly driven. |
Meanwhile, the staff are forced to halt the roll-out of a new software update which radically increases the emotional expression of the hosts when it begins to manifest glitches and to express memories of previous narrative cycles and roles. Taking a group of hosts offline, the staff move up a violent shoot-out to cover the lack of subquests. The lasting results of the glitch force some units to be withdrawn altogether and leaves Dolores able to hurt a fly.
'Chestnut' follows Dolores as she begins to remember snatches of her past, including the death of Teddy in the shoot-out, despite her beau being seemingly recast as a black hat. Meanwhile, a pair of new guests - Logan and William - enter the park. Logan is an old hand and committed black hat, while William is a newbie and shocked by the treatment of the hosts.
"Welcome to Westworld. Meaningless robot sex?" |
Mind you, I don't extend that sympathy to narrative director douche, who presents a Native American sex-and-violence travelogue, only for Ford to shoot it down in favour of something mysterious that he has been working on, probably during his jaunts into the park. I smiled at that, because the narrative director really is a dick. He also trades heavily on the shallow craving for sensation that marks the thrillseeking, disruptive guests.
Just one layer of the surrogate parent business that is all over this series. |
Hooker with a heart of printed circuit boards. |
If you're thinking 'damn, that's a lot of characters' then you've not seen the show yet, because I'm skipping, and all of them have at least basic drives, motives and characterisation by the end of episode two. It's another example of a TV series with real, heavyweight writing and production, an excellent cast and a lot of subtext to focus on. It sometimes feels that as big budget movies get dumber, big budget TV gets smarter. Westworld is definitely smart, transferring much of its satirical commentary to MMOs and other multiplayer online games in which disruptive players might detract from the enjoyment of others in search of their own, and I hope that the payoff when we learn what the 'deeper game' is all about will live up to the opening.
* Yeah, I'm a weird gun nerd (like, weird guns especially,) and the LeMat is a classic bit of Old West weirdness, exploited here by seeing the Man in Black break open what initially looks like a six-shooter and load it with nine bullets and a shotgun cartridge.
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