This coming Monday (September 22nd) marks the 20th anniversary of the first airing of the first episode of the sitcom Friends. And while I could blather on about how that makes me feel “soooo old!” instead, Friends reminds me more of my friends and the bonds we formed over the show. But more than that, Friends was simply fine television. Yeah, it was (and still is) easy to make fun of its broadness and archetypical characters, or put down for being too fluffy and inconsequential, but Friends demonstrated a power that had only been captured by a handful of sitcoms before it. It was a show that was easy for everyone to watch. Whether you laughed with the cast or at it, you still laughed, and you still watched because there was just some about it that was so appealing.
I didn’t watch Friends from the start. In fact, even when I started watching the show, I didn’t think of it in any significant way until I started seeing girls in my classes with the infamous “Rachel” haircut. In September 1994, I was a college sophomore. I had just moved into a new dorm room with a dear friend and a brand new 13-inch(!) TV that I had received for my birthday. This meant we didn’t have to congregate in one of the common rooms with strangers around a television; we could watch whatever we wanted whenever we wanted! (Read: we could watch whatever channels we were lucky enough to receive through the college’s piddly cable contract. Thankfully that included the major networks, at least.)
Or that’s what we call it anyway. The show’s actual title is Under the Dome, but you watch it and tell me it’s not the dumbest show on television. Better yet, just imagine a sparkly snow globe featuring a little forest of trees. Staring at the glittery plastic falling on more plastic is exactly like watching the Under the Dome in its mesmerizing simplicity, except not as dumb.
When ads for Under the Dome started appearing last year, I was curious. If you’ve been following me here, you may have picked up on the fact that I’m a fan of Stephen King‘s work. Though I hadn’t read his book Under the Dome (2009), I knew that it had been generally well received by critics. The TV ads made it sound mysterious enough – town gets trapped under an invisible dome, hilarity ensues – but it didn’t enter the realm of must-see-TV last summer. And the more ads I saw for it, which seemed to intensify in silliness from week to week, the less interested I became.
As ZZ Top said, what is it about a well-dressed male that makes people take notice? There really is nothing like a well-crafted, well-fitting outfit on a man, no matter his shape or size. But I’m not here to ramble on about men’s clothing generally, though this post is about clothing. Men’s suits, in fact. And really…only one man’s suits. The suits of Hannibal Lecter in TV’s Hannibal.
Though it took me a couple episodes to really chomp into the bit that was “television’s new number one drama!” of 2013, once the reins of Hannibal really slapped away at my sides, I was totally off. Or on. Err…I was a fan. Not a horse. Anyway, before I get more off track (haha…sigh), Hannibal is a wonderful new TV series based on Thomas Harris‘s series of novels that introduced Hannibal Lecter to the world. Continue reading Every Girl’s Crazy ‘Bout a Sharp Dressed Man→
After childhood I sort of stopped watching television shows. I watched Friends, maybe whatever was on Cartoon Network when I got home from school, and not much else. This carried on throughout my teenage years and into my young adult life. Now, at the age of 24, I find myself in quite the dilemma – I’m actually watching too many shows at once. It’s hard to go from watching nothing to being involved in about five to six television shows all at once, almost all of them having new episodes weekly. This week I’d like to let you all in to my newly found life in the world of television shows, so what have I been watching lately? Continue reading The Gift of Television – What I’ve Been Watching Lately→
Everyone likes a good story about superheroes. Stories about extraordinary men and women who do incredible things, defeat the bad guys, and continue to dedicate their lives serving a cause to protect the innocent and the world. After the huge success of Joss Whedon’s The Avengers, the announcement of a TV show about Marvel universe’s most top secret agency sounded like a spectacular idea. If only the show didn’t feel like everything that came before.
This I repeated over and over in my head before the week’s two-night premiere of Almost Human. Y’know, that hyped and postponed sci-fi show on Fox starring the sexy Karl Urban as a gritty, glowering, future cop John Kennex? Yeah, the future. He saw some bad things and did some bad stuff, and all he’s got is a eyebrow-furrowing, post-coma life, a head full of repressed memories, and a synthetic leg to show for it. Oh, and he’s also got a new partner who’s fully synthetic. Dorian, played by Michael Ealy, is a “crazy,” emotional android who’s not at all like his other straight-laced, by-the-book manufactured colleagues. He thinks, he feels, and he has a cool party trick – making parts of his face light up (which do that anyway when he’s “processing data”). This new take on the old “buddy cop” premise intrigued me from the start, and after was all said and done, the shows were okay…mostly.