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Saturday, July 30, 2011

Random Musings About TV That's Pissing Me Off

It's Friday night, I'm semi-broke, a little peeved, and I'm slowly depleting the contents of my alcohol cupboard.

So of course my mind turns to TV shows I'm starting to be over.

I know, I know. I said I would give TV a rest for a while [and technically I did], but my mind is soaked in the finest booze I have to offer [on sale Stoli Apple vodka] while I watch episodes of old BBC mysteries [Pie in the Sky— Richard Griffiths + Mystery + food talk = awesomeness] and I can't think of anything but how TV is failing me lately.

I know I might be totally alone in my feelings about certain TV shows and certain plot lines that they've chosen to go are just ridiculous and I am just OVER THEM.

Let's start with Grey's Anatomy...

Grey's and I have quite the history. When I was slightly younger and going through my own "dark and twisty period," Grey's gave me hope that all of us emotionally scarred and slightly crazy girls who liked to get drunk and kiss all the wrong boys could still come around and make life OK for themselves.  In fact a lot of times I found myself reciting absentmindedly Meredith's plea to Derek, "To pick me, choose me, love me," when at a particularly rough spot with a boy.

In it's early days Grey's Anatomy captured all the angst and crazy of my early twenties self, and I was more than OK with all the soapiness. Hell, I road it through all that Gizzie fiasco knowing we'd come out on the other side quite happy.  Oh, and I didn't mind when Calliope decided that she liked the vagina, I was however unhappy that it was the bitch we had all come to hate that made her girl parts first decide to dance por la femme, but you know what fine they wised up and got her the cutest little pediatrician they could have found. Except she was a pediatrician that didn't want kids and that made me go, wha? I mean seriously folks, how contrived of a plot device could you have found? And then you send her to Malawi so they can break up and she gets knocked up by her best friend.

And then all of a sudden she's pregnant and it's all, "Not only do you have to decide today that you want kids, but you also have to decide that you want into this incredibly perverted madness where I'm totally knocked up by my best friend who you barely like and you bet your ass he is not signing away his paternal rights." In the eternal words of Grey's Anatomy: Seriously? Seriously??????

To Shonda Rhimes, I say that you're way better than that.

Then we have Glee...

Oh Glee. Oh how I had such high hopes for you. You brought back the concept of the musical to the mainstream, and even in all of your highhanded hokiness you still found a way to be fun and original. I won't lie and say you've pictured high school perfectly [but then again, I'm not allowed to talk about high school because I went to a nerd school where everyone was a bit off so it wasn't total hell], but goshies you weren't horribly wrong.

And then by all that is television holy you fucked it all up. You got so carried away with your musical "events" and the gen after school special plot lines and saint Kurt that you lost focus about the story you wanted to tell. You went to hell and high water to tell a story about a diverse group of misfits, or was this your chance to rewrite high school for yourself Ryan Murphy, because if so that explains a lot. I grew tired of Glee and it's intense uneveness this past season about halfway through.  I filled myself in using the musings of friends and articles I've read.

To Mr. Murphy I say this: If you'd like to get your act together and write a TV show that's uplifting, exciting, hilarious, a testament to overcoming bullies, AND is all inclusive let me know. I'll be there with bells on. Oh, and stop getting all pissy everytime a band says no to you using their music. They're not hateful, they just like complete creative control just like you did until Brian Falchuck made you hire more writers.

Oh True Blood...

Before I get started on True Blood, I need to let you know my history with the book series:

I was 17 getting ready for a 5 hour road trip to NYC. I didn't know what I was going to do for that time, so I took a stroll up to my favorite neighborhood bookstore and hunted around.  That's when I found it, book 2 in a series of so far 4 [didn't realize it was a series], and I grabbed it.  Needless to say, half way to NYC I was hooked, and I bought up books 1&3 when I got to NYC for the trip back home to DC, coincidentally during the middle of the NYC Gay Pride Parade.

Now the books are hokey. They are nice mystery fun for a summer afternoon. My favorite thing about them considering I bought them when I was going through a serious mystery novel phase. Sookie isn't a genius, but she's got her wits about her and everyone else's thoughts and I always liked that about her. She's the girl that had she been born without her disability she would have been gorgeous and popular, but because she's the slightest bit different she ends up being an outcast. [oh Louisiana how I miss you]

I say all of this to say that Sookie was very much a part of my formative years. Those series were a fun distraction for a couple days in the summer, and it mixed my favorites: romance, mystery, and fantasy.

Then came the TV series...now what the TV show did was take all the background stories that barely factor into the books and bring them to the forefront. Giving the stories of the side characters equal footing with Sookie's main plot line. The problem is Sookie's story suffers because of this.

Now I'm not saying that I don't enjoy the antics of Tara, Jason, Jessica, and others on occasion, but lord does that sacrifice the real story telling and turns it in to crazy campiness.  But seriously, not going to lie, why hasn't anyone addressed the fact that the "Angry victimized black woman" decides to become a lesbian as "an escape from her past."  I'm sorry, but that's insulting to women, rape and assault victims, and black women in general. It's like Alan Ball said to himself, how much "other" can we heap on the only other minority character on the show.  Let's be honest, Tara has been hurt by women almost as much as she's been hurt by men. I'm sorry Alan, but I'm not buying it. And if you were really desiring the need to amp up a lesbian character, say hello to Pam. She doesn't like men, has super human strength, and she wears sweater sets. What about her do you not love?

So that's my two cents. We can happily agree to disagree or you can jump on my bandwagon. I would love for you to share your two cents as well. 

3 comments:

  1. Haha :) What a fun post!
    I have to say though..I keep going back to ALL the three shows you mentioned here.i'm an addict!

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  2. I just recently decided to start streaming Grey's Anatomy on Netflix, and after just three episodes, I'm hooked. :(

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  3. @CulinaryStorm: I know I do the same thing. It's a love hate relationship. I DVR them all and then go back later and watch them when I get over my usual fits.

    @Tina: Don't let this post stop you from watching Grey's Anatomy. My love of Grey's runs deep, which is the only reason why it has the ability to actually piss me off.

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