Originally Posted Monday, January 27, 2014
Sick all weekend, I did not cook for my mother last night. I feel bad about it, but I just didn't have it in me. Rather, I sat on the couch and watched three hours of "Banshee." It is a wonderfully horrible show. Nothing in it makes any fucking sense, but it is well done nonsense. I just can't imagine writing the scripts. The writers must sit around on acid and say to one another, "No, it's great. . . it makes sense, it makes sense. . . I mean, holy shit man. . . and then he just calls this tranny who has all the power on his computer to get him out of a locked down room in a museum. . . no man, it's BRILLIANT! Nobody cares."
But I watch it. If you are anything like me, a feminist who likes beautiful older women without clothes. . . well. . . it is just inspirational. Truly.
I recorded the third installment of "True Detective" last night. I want to like it. If the cinematography was as good as that on "Banshee," it would be better. Instead, it often looks like a CBS drama. The images just don't have depth. And to tell the truth, Woody Harrelson's corn pone and Matthew McConaughy's faux-depth aren't working for me, either. And so far, nothing has really happened. I guess we are just supposed to like to watch people act.
I think that in general, most shows lose their brilliance because they take too long between seasons. "Mad Men" is coming back in a few weeks or months--who knows?--and I don't even remember where it left off. Last season sucked. That's what I remember. The show was so brilliantly written, and then it was like it had dementia and couldn't remember where it was going. They dropped all the best parts.
I hate being a consumer.
Well, no, I like it when it's good. I am very good at it then. Better than most, probably. I have a deep appreciation of things then, and I feel fortunate. It is even better when I am producing, too. It is important to produce.
And other dictums/platitudes.
I'm chalking it up to the illness. I have been achey all weekend and have been alone. Such conditions do not build a strong mind.
I posted today's photo just to cheer me up, to give me a giggle, to make me laugh. It is raining and the factory whistle is blowing. On to the grimmer things.
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