Saturday, July 14, 2012
I Want to Be Forever Knight
You know what – I like the night. Even when they find a treatment and I take back the daytime, I’ll still be nocturnal. I like it that way – I am biologically and culturally nocturnal.
Any sunlight treatment would eliminate the huge risk vampires run every time we’re away from a nice windowless shelter – which is great, because that’s the real problem.
On a smaller, universal scale with nocturnal living, you have the limited job opportunities, the inconvenient hours for anything worth doing (Museums, galleries, libraries – they almost always close at five) and the lack of bargain matinees.
No bargain matinees. Hey, that was a big deal before Netflix and the wonders of the Web. Ah, the wonders of the Web, where there are no hours, either for jobs or for entertainment.
I’d still be working the night shift, sun treatment or not. I don’t miss the sunshine.
Part of this might be generational. I spent my early childhood on a frontier farm. Sunlight dictated our schedules in the other direction.
Sunshine meant work. On a good day, I’d be doing the housework indoors in my honored capacity as ‘eldest child.’ More likely, we’d all be doing the hard labor outdoors. And then fiddle music later, hopefully distracting us from the fact that we had no air conditioning, no electric fans or even electricity, no sunscreen, and not even a hat with a brim. And we didn’t even know it.
A decade later, I was in the city working inside all day, as one of the first generations to do that. Another decade, and I was with the vampire community, slowly adjusting to their schedule. Actually being in the sunshine, instead of seeing it on TV, is a distant memory from another world. Almost as much as the frontier. I’m a city slicker now – I can’t go back.
When Sophie-Anne Leclerq had her little artificial beach party on True Blood, it made her even more alien to me. How can she miss the sun after 500 frigging years? I’m 142. I did at first. Now? It’s like that isn’t even the way the world looks anymore.
I feel like I live in a different climate than everyone else I know, where everything’s usually several degrees cooler, it’s always dark, and the wildlife is a lot more like me. Sure, I’ll talk to them about their weather, but I don’t want to move there.
Don’t tell that to Nick Knight, the protagonist of Forever Knight. He wants to move there for life, regardless of the cost. Which is death.
|(God, it's hard to find a picture of Nick where he looks normal. Stop snarling at me, Nick.)|
Forever Knight. Love the title. You could interpret that four different ways: Nick’s last name is Knight, and he’s immortal. He’s also a Vampire with a traditional sun problem, and thus has a ‘forever night.’ Also, he was an actual knight in medieval France, so he’s a knight made immortal. And most importantly, now he’s a knight-in-shining-armor cop who happens to be immortal, with all that that implies.
Too bad it’s a misnomer.
Nick doesn’t want to help people forever, because he doesn’t want to live forever. His main goal throughout the series is to become mortal again. He tries that even if it consequentially puts humans in danger, because his domineering sire LaCroix won’t stop hounding him and anyone in his way. Atonement is a secondary goal, and Nick jumps at every opportunity to be human even if that would mean cutting short his life and time to help people.
Nick – you spent nearly 700 years killing people. You can’t make up for that. You’ve gone 100 years without killing anyone – you’re not a threat anymore. All you can do is help people now. You can save people who wouldn’t be saved by a conventional police officer – and that’s more or less the organizing principle behind this series, so you should have realized this by now.
You’re a philanthropist who’s given millions of your ill-gotten gain to help the needy with your De Brabant foundation – awesome. One of the things I’ve liked best about the show is its emphasis on real-world good deeds. Nick doesn’t do good works by saving people from a never-ending supply of demons like Angel – he does it the sort of bureaucratic, down-to-earth way that makes society function.
During the Civil War, Nick was working as a medic for the Union Army (despite not completely giving up killing). During the Civil War Angel was – uh, still evil, but I guess 150 years later is when he’d be running his unlicensed PI service that repeatedly butted heads with the actual police force. Which was, of course, useless in the fight against demons despite overwhelming evidence of the existence of demonic activity.
Angel the Series makes up for it with the gray Wolfram and Hart plot arc, where the Fang Gang tries reforming an evil law firm. And Angel signs away his opportunity to be human, because it meant fulfilling his scheme and saving the world. Nick? Not so much.
He has all the time in the world to use his gifts for the good of the society he’s supposedly trying to repay. And he’s throwing it all away to feel redeemed, without actually being redeemed.
Dying for your own sins, which is Christian in kind of a self-absorbed way, is easier and more selfish than the hard work, difficult decisions, and moral ambiguity that constitutes redemption through good works.
Becoming human would be less moral, Nick. You may feel like you’d be on the side of good, because your understanding of metaphysics is stuck in the Middle Ages. But all the people you could have helped will still be dead. And then you’ll be dead.
But I have to say; the absolute worst is when I have to listen to Nick frame his desire to be human as the desire to see a sunrise. The theme narration says it all: ‘emerge from his world of darkness, from his endless forever knight.’ Yes – Classic Vampire Angst in a nutshell: seasonal affective disorder.
Louis had that same thing in Interview. I kinda liked that scene, I guess – at least Louis was getting enthusiastic about new technology. Hah: some of our elders flinched the first time they saw a sunrise film. I was mostly just excited about the film itself.
Films were exciting for just being films back in the Progressive Era. It was just so cool that they could do that with pictures. Seeing the sunrise itself on film was like looking at old tintypes: ‘Oh yeah. I forgot about this.’ Commemorating the past, not looking toward the future.
Nick - it’s the early 1990s. Watch a video if you want a sunrise. You can fast-forward through it, too – and you have color, not like us poor slobs a few decades before. YouTube is less than two decades away – you can get all the sunrises you want, all over the world.
Wait a little while longer, and we’ll have Augmented Reality technology that can simulates the sunrise so it’ll look more real than the real thing. Constant simulated sunrises that never stop, and all you may need is a high-bandwidth Internet connection and decent AR glasses. ‘Sun’ = ‘human?’ Wouldn’t that make you superlatively human?
Why are you pining for what you lost in 1228, when you have the whole twentieth century at your disposal, and the 21st is right around the corner?
I know that sunlight is a symbol, and the sun represents ‘humanity’ for Nick. Well, Nick – think of it this way. Our technology will allow you to see the sun, meaning technology has created a bridge over which you can rejoin the human race. We’ve advanced to the point where we can all be ‘human’ together. If that’s what you want, and you don’t know how to feel good about yourself in any other way.
The sunrise is great: if people like the sun, awesome. We all have our preferences. And Nick, I’m sure you’d start tearing up if you saw the sunrise again. You know something that made me cry? Seeing a picture of my planet from space.
That Big Blue Marble photo from the Apollo 17 mission? It’s one of the most published photographs now, and barely even raises an eyebrow. But I saw it and I couldn’t stop thinking: that’s the earth. That’s us – everything that’s ever happened in human history – right there. Even the Lunar Orbiter 1 photo from 1966 was exciting – we saw this little scrap of the Earth, but it was still Earth.
Now you can watch videos on YouTube that pan out from our planet through the universe.
Here’s an artist’s rendering of the Earth from the 1400s:
It makes me cry for a different reason.
The amount of scientific and social progress that has occurred in my lifetime boggles the mind. It’s genuinely humbling to look back, and think where we were in the 1870s, and where we are now. And I got the opportunity to be a part of it, to whatever extent I could.
Nick, I don’t know why you’d genuinely give up everything for the sake of moral symbolism.
I haven’t led a blameless life either, Nick, and I’ve done a lot that I’m not proud of. But I don’t regret still being here for a moment.
And, in the words of Daria, ‘there’s nothing like seeing the sunrise, except seeing the sun set in reverse. Get a VCR.
Or better yet, a spacesuit.