Wednesday, January 19, 2005

Solace and vindication in unlikely places...

So I've been hearing things here and there about how great a show Six Feet Under is, and while I initially had little to no interest due to there being no notable actors or prominent hot chicks, upon Lin's recommendation and them having the season one DVDs on-hand, (I'm loathe to watch any shows out of order, esp. when they're dramatic and serial like this) led me to bring them back with me, thinking I'd maybe watch the first couple episodes, not like it, and bring them the discs back next week. Here's what I learned:

-Theme music is just like Huff (which I love so far for many of the same reasons...that and Paget Brewster...rawr!)
-Fake commercials in the first episode were clever at first, but quickly got old and grated on my last nerve, glad it didn't carry forward.
-Writing is pretty good...took a couple episodes to get going but man, they hook you right in!
-Sex scenes are hot, just like Lin said, but mostly due to artsiness/stupid rooting-for-the-protagonist disney-type audience manipulation and not as much actual torrid T&A kinda shenanigans...and they make me think of new friends...and old...
-I find it a little hard to believe that all the family members are having the exact same hallucination of the Dad, I mean come on...sure it's the getup he was buried in, but was it really worth the savings in wardrobe? I mean this is HBO, not channel 13 cable access!
-Both main chicks started out not the slightest bit hot, got hot as chars developed. I have this theory that TV shows and movies make up actresses to be more and more hot as series and films progress, to help reel in the male audience...but it also might just be because it's late...or maybe because they both individually remind me of girls I've dated? Whoa, that's a whole other entry's worth of psychoanalysis...
-Hour 7 is too riveting for me to go to bed, although it's 6:30am
-I'm finding that I'm quite fond of bulleted lists
-Box/packaging is wrong, states that disc one is four episodes and disc two is three, when it's in fact the other way around. That kind of crap pisses me off, that no one caught that, or caught it but didn't care enough and/or couldn't justify the cost to fix it...guess I'm secretly OCD after all
-Watching Brenda and Nate go at it, I'm shocked at how objective and insightful I can be about other people's relationships, especially when they're a) two-dimensional, b) completely imaginary, and/or c) TV formulaic. Maybe this is why I get asked for relationship advice? Shit, I've got to call Laura back...she's in crisis...
-Episode 9, the "Drugs are Bad, Mmmkay?" one...I feel that the effects of E were greatly exaggerated in a propagandist effort to deceive children into a false sense of fear of recreational drug use. (Just kidding...well on that last part anyway.)
-How weird is it that I was starting to think Brenda was looking like a young Mary Gross, then they bring Mary Gross on as the floral/yoga instructor?! Tres bizarre!
-If I stay up to watch the full 13 episodes in a row, I'll a) be up until around 1pm, and b) very likely have a firm indication that something is wrong with me.

(yawn)

The constant death theme, tempered by the different ways they approach it I think has been somewhat helpful in reaffirming the way I think I've dealt with the stuff with my Mother's passing oh-so-many-years ago, and my "devil-may-care cavalier attitude in life" (thanks for identifying that one for me, Ames) ;)

Good program, good timing, and yes, I'm hooked on yet another series that I kinda do/kinda don't have time for...

Ugh...9:30am, 3 episodes to go, falling asleep at the wheel...ZzzzZzzZZzzzzz.

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