Jun 19, 2006 17:43
No CON.TXT this weekend, but S was kind enough to go out and pick up the dvds from the post office on Saturday morning (while I was sleeping the sleep of the truly fucked up and exhausted, from 9am to 1pm--more sleep than I've gotten at one time since, well, last month, but in full daylight, so it was a bit weird and not that restful) and we spent most of the weekend watching the first 16 episodes of due South while I tried to find videos to fill in for the ones that the school IT system won't accept from my computer.
[No, I don't know quite what the problem is. No, I'm not looking for an answer to it at the moment. I think we'll just call the first set of lectures a practice run and start over. I'm too tired to figure out the basic difficulty, and too annoyed to ask someone else to figure it out for me. Let's just say that, for all my geekiness, there are times when technology is not my friend.]
I have to say, getting all the dvds at the same time is a bit like being a kid in a candy store. All that pretty, and I'm torn between jumping straight into the last two seasons and getting to watch CKR in action, and watching them in order, because S isn't familiar with the show and it does have a story arc that I don't feel like explaining. Finally settled on the logical, watching in order route, but I'm still tempted. All the fantastic Paul Gross moments help, because it isn't like there aren't things that I love about the first two seasons as well.
Starting with the parking garage fight scene in the pilot. With the messy hair and the leather jacket and yes I'm shallow but you know where I'm going with this, right? Because wow. Just wow.
Also, hockey. And great music. And Chicago, and Canada, and uniforms, and snark, and a stoic-yet-lonely-and-misunderstood hero. And, um, yeah. Still not too fond of the serge (I know, blasphemy) but the self-referential, tongue-in-cheek moments more than make up for it. As do any of the other costumes other than that red uniform. And even it has good moments.
I was trying to justify it in my head, the reasons that I love the show even though it doesn't have my usual points of entry. But the more I watch, the more it becomes clear that, in fact, everything is there, but I forgot about it and only remembered the things that didn't fit my pattern. When I moved out to DC and couldn't get CBC anymore, I kind of lost the immediate exposure that I needed to keep the details straight, and everything ran together into one big "why I watched a cop show full of physical comedy" mess.
It finally went away when we saw "You Must Remember This" last night. There's that scene with Fraser talking about being in love, and Vecchio's asleep, and that was it, it all clicked back into place. And I'm pretty sure I would have missed it, but Paul Gross is very, very good at his job. So everyone gets a break from Doctor Who, and I get to go back and enjoy a summer full of lovely, lovely television goodness.
television,
due south