I find it amusing that "Imagine Me And You" is promoted as the Valentine's movie to see. Oh, how the times have changed.
Which is my segue from nothing into another rant about the miserable state of television today. Which is not so bad, really.
I officially love Boston Legal. Just when I think Denny has become annoying something hilarious happens, like Denise having a sexual fantasy about him and him finding out and then he's funny all over again. But Tom Selleck is even more annoying on BL than he was on Friends.
Someone said there might be an eight season of Gilmore Girls
I think that would be cruel and unusual punishment. That IS illegal right? In America, too? The horse is dead. Leave it alone. There is nothing they can do to make me think the show shouldn't have ended with the S5 finale. Having Chris be an unreasonable insecure asshole certainly isn't the way to go. And JUST when I was beginning to like him. He lost some serious points with the wedding in France and not giving a damn that Lorelai didn't want a second wedding, but now he has crossed the line from stupid to complete moron. And where the hell is Gigi, anyway?
This was one of the few episodes I actually understood Emily. It still didn't work, though. It was just predictable. At first, it seemed out of character, but then you think "No, this is Emily." And it all makes sense. She needs to be unreasonable and bitchy so that when she breaks down we can all feel guilty for resenting her. Well, guess what. I don't. Because that was one of the fakest breakdowns ever. Only beaten narrowly by Rory. That was even more predictable, by the way. It was like the old days of watching Harlequin movies with my Mom and beating the actors to saying their lines. Which was fine when I was 14. Now I don't feel so clever.
The only thing I liked was Luke. He was nearly perfect. He was still a bit too did-I-do-something-wrong-I-just-don't-know-yet-Luke'y, but it was okay. He was sweet without being pushy. It was good. But it leads to more predictable things.
Which brings my to the concluding request: No more, please. Let it end in May. April is good, too.
Veronica Mars reminded me of something else this week
I just can't for the life of me remember what it is. It was something to do with how she spoke in some scenes. I don't know. It bugged me at first, but then it became funny, because it sort of worked with how it just had NOTHING to do with the Logan drama. Anything not related to that is good.
I love Weevil. I do. "If I ever need some literature compared, I know you'll be there for me." Yes, god, yes.
Was I the only one wishing Logan would jump off the balcony in that Logan being mopey scene? You know the one, right? Oh, whatever. Any scene with Logan being mopey and on the balcony. Even all the Veronica angst and guilt-riddenness that would follow couldn't NOT make it worth it to have him dead and gone. He just annoys me. Now, obviously, my dislike of Logan is somewhat driven by learning that JD is married, living with his parents, and a Scientologist (I read all this somewhere, who knows if it's true. I'm not checking) so even when he's being a nice guy and making Veronica happy there's an ewww-factor. This is why I rarely read actors' biographies/interviews. The odds that you're going to find out something you DON'T want to know are just too high.
But where the hell is Wallace? Is he growing his hair back before he makes another appearance as a personal favor to me?
They need to do something about having the credited cast actually BE on the show. *cough* Mac *cough*
Without a Trace is my deadbeat dad
Yes, the episode aired weeks ago. And it's not because I miss the show or anything. It's just that I've realized something. Because this episode had POTENTIAL. Real potential. The stuff olympic gymnasts are made of. Only this gymnast is 35 and overweight. Which is totally an appropriate analogy now that I think about it.
If this episode had been part of S3 it would have rocked. It would've been AWESOME. Because back then the writing, acting, editing, lighting, everything was better. Especially the acting. Sam attacking that step dad was the proverbial drop in my glass. Oh MY, how Poppy sucks. (She's another one of those actresses whose interviews should be burned. She should just do Maxim photoshoots. "Shut up and look fuckable." Appeal to another demographic.) But she still isn't pregnant. Unless we can agree slimy green things did it. That would be fine by me.
Buy anyway, the MP's story was actually sort of interesting, but it just didn't follow through on what it promised. It just sort of went pfffffzzz with the whole storyline and then "BOOM!" at the end. Which is why this really really should have been a season three episode. Because back then I believed they would follow through. And also, there would have been no pfffffzzz. There would also have been no Elena, which would be another advantage. Now I don't have any faith they were doing anything more than mocking the viewers with the Sam-shovel-screaming scene at the end. "See, we're drawing you in, making you think there's some continuity, and we're giving you backstory. Suckers!" I wonder if the writers even know what it means. I predict they haven't thought it through, so now they'll just pretend it didn't happen.
Stupid show.
Oh, yes, the realization. Which involves a mini-spoiler for the next episode, so scurry off now if that offends. There will be no spoiler space.
TV.com says this is what will happen: "Martin and Samantha head to Arizona to research a missing person's case. Carlos comes to the office looking for Elena."
Now, obviously the Elena/Carlos bit will make anyone with brains go "Argh!" but a year ago, the fact that Sam and Martin would go away together alone (oooh, Anouk) would have made me excited and optimistic. "Oooh, maybe now something will happen. Sparks and romance and stuff. I can't wait." Now all I'm thinking is that it's another chance for them to let me down completely. Less than five percent of my mind thinks this will NOT be a disappointment. Those are the same five percent that are convinced there will be another X-Files movie, and that it won't be crap, so you can see that reason does not survive for long in those dark recesses.
I think the reason I'm still watching is I want to see just how far it is to rock bottom. Very far, apparently, because I suspect we aren't there yet.
There are so many many reasons I shouldn't like Bones
But I do.
Even episodes like this, that don't even have Booth and Bones working together are okay. Even the "other" agent sort of grew on me. And the predictable plot was okay. The only thing that irked me was the dad attacking the pervy internet guy. That was a little dumb, and I was glad they didn't linger.
Sure, the psychiatrist was sort of predictable, but it was Stephen Fry! That can't NOT rock.
And now we've had the necessary "getting over killing the über-evil serial killer" episode and we can get back to the really good stuff. Which is really all I have to say about this episode. Possibly, that's because the food is done.
But, see, even when Bones is bad, it isn't really. And even when WaT is good, it isn't really.