Friday, July 08, 2011
Bad TV
I could be melodramatic and say something like it was a dark time in my life, but really all it was is the time when I circled the drain of adulthood. I got home from work and was tired from work and I was in a beige papasan chair and the TV was on and I was thinking, "Maybe TV doesn't have to be that good." I'd always been amazed at how a show I'd never watch when on a weekly basis was somehow so much better once it was syndicated and on every day, but now I was watching syndicated shows that were still lackluster. And that was all the way until prime time. And at prime time I suddenly found myself watching things like Glee and True Beauty.
Maybe it was just that Inside Edition was on during my break at work every day and made them look better by comparison. Maybe Jayma Mays is a beautiful siren that leads young sailors into watching bad TV and movies. Maybe there is no excuse for watching True Beauty. But in my head, a voice was saying "Hey, bad TV isn't so bad."
And then, V came along. The remake of series of miniseries, V was part of abc's special plan to keep momentum from Lost going by, well, building new shows around its actors. This was no look-it-up-on-imdb mystery, but I'd never seen the original shows, so I figured I'd tune in to see what they do. A few minutes in, my brain started to stir. I don't remember what it was anymore, but I assigned a strike to the show. It was probably something about the obvious dubiousness of the alien propaganda. I decided that if it continued to disappoint me, I would turn off the (T)V. Shortly after that, I assigned a half-strike. I didn't want to be too hard on it. Then there was another half-strike. And then another. And then I assigned a quarter-strike. And then, around minute eleven, my brain really woke up. 2.75 strikes is not good baseball. I turned it off and did some drawing. The drawing was also bad. But at least it was my fault.
Labels: It's actually ALL my fault
# posted by Gug Lurge @ 10:34 PM 
