On my Tumblr dashboard right now: People complaining that Joss Whedon sometimes kills off characters.
I don’t get how that’s a complaint, to be honest. Shows and film franchises with fixed casts have almost no sense of jeopardy. The death of a principal character, however, means that potentially no one is safe.
I’d rather have a show where characters I love die than a show that runs for 15 years with more or less the same cast from beginning to end. I would rather have a show with death, and jeopardy, and consequence, than feel secure and safe.
I’ve said this before, and I will continue to say it: Great television, great story telling, isn’t about making you feel happy. It’s about making you feel.
Whedon kills off characters. It’s sad. But y’know what? It’s also better. And in the end you remember the names of people like Joss Whedon, George R. R. Martin and Russell T Davies because they dared to kill their babies. You may hate them a little, but you remember them. And years later, you’re still coming back to their stories. Why? Because they made you feel something.