We are, as my favorite TV critic Heather Havrilesky says, in the “superficial, puerile charms of the worst that TV has to offer.” In other words, the summer months. I’ve said before, and will undoubtedly says again: I watch too much teevee. I also talk about teevee too much. And this admission and truth is all in an era when I have stopped obsessing quite so directly over certain teevee shows, most notably Buffy, The Vampire Slayer. That Buffy has gone off the air helps considerably, but the lame-o seventh season and death of Tara were also factors.
I have also claimed, and will claim again, that our tifaux (our fake Tivo) has changed the way I interact with teevee. It also keeps me from watching baseball, an activity I enjoy and don’t do much of. Oh well. Life is about trade-offs.
Now that the Tour de France is over, with such a spectacular pre and post doping scandal that cycling may never be the same again and may never get broadcast on American teevee again, I could enter the doldrums.
Instead, I have taken a few stands (with Honey), made a few discoveries, and generally feel good about my ability to make it until Battlestar Galactica season 3 (also known as Spork Christmas).
My stands:
*Jackie Warner of Work Out is hot. I could watch the show every week just because she’s hot. Her girlfriend is psycho. But she is hot.
*I do not need to ever watch Big Brother again. I’m done. Forever. Buh-bye.
*Dilana on Rock Star is awesome. As Honey said last night, she could sing the phone book and it would be good. This is how much I like her. When I figured out she was going near the end last night, I was glad. It made me feel as if the show was about her. Fucking amazing. I can’t believe I’m going to say this about a metal band…if they pick her as their singer, I’m going to become a fan. Of a group with Tommy Lee in it. Me. Folk music liking me.
*Project Runway is still the best reality show ever. And I don’t care a little bitty bit about fashion. I like Laura, the middle-aged architect, who always dresses in crisp professional clothes. She’s seems like someone from a 40s movie.
Here’s the most important stand:
*I will watch Weeds. You should, too. Whether you have Showtime or not. YouTube, iTunes, Netflix, however you need to get your fix (har!), get Weeds. I admit a long-time fascination with Mary-Louise Parker. Seeing Proof on Broadway was one of the entertainment highlights of my life. Elizabeth Perkins and the rest of the cast achieves superbity, too. Though Kevin Nealon could go away and I’d be able to get through my day.
Oh, and one non-teeve stand…
*If your Honey wants to see The Descent, even if you’re a scary movie wimp, go. And if you have claustrophobia issues, just go to the bathroom when they start crawling through the really narrow passage. You’ll be fine, at least more fine than any of the spelunkers.
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