Also, Carrie Fisher: STFU. kthxbye.
OK, so here is the major problem with On the Lot: it sucks. I watched it last night - and God knows why, because it wasn't like I didn't have anything better to watch, with The Wire beckoning seductively from the DVD player.
( But watch it I did, and now I've written a bunch - OMG so much, what the hell happened there? - about it. )
( But watch it I did, and now I've written a bunch - OMG so much, what the hell happened there? - about it. )
I began watching right after gorging on five seasons of The Shield, and it was a little jarring at first - The Shield is such a distinctive - and great! - show with a really particular style, and The Wire felt juuuuust enough like it but juuuuust different enough to make it hard not to start comparing the two unfavorably with each other. But - if I may attempt a pretentious sort of log-lining of the two shows - I think The Shield is a much more individual and increasingly emotional show; whereas The Wire strikes me as being more about the networks we form around ourselves. And also about information. Or something - reading that over, I don't think it makes much sense. Anyway. Give it a go sometime.
I was really disappointed in Gaiman. It's like: "secret London underworld; ur-fairy tale; The Gods: Where Are They Now; girls who... are... stars? maybe? And also really boring? What the hell, Neil!"
It's okay, though. "Dead things. Extra teeth," can make up for any sin. Oooh I should reread Neverwhere. If I can find it among the piles.
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