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Monday, November 05, 2007

Appointment Television

I don't believe in it.
I don't have "my shows."
I used to think there were things I couldn't live without. For years I watched the Simpsons religiously. Now I can't remember the last time I watched a new Simpson's episode.
I used to make it a point to watch the Colbert Report and the Daily Show whenever I could. But now that I don't have extended basic cable any more, that sense of "I need to watch this" quickly evaporated (like an addiction) and I realize that I never really needed Stephen Colbert anymore than I needed Mexican soap operas.

Also, I'm less willing to put up with advertisements these days. Plus the long waits between episodes. It all adds up to the fact that I'd rather watch the occasional television series as a Netflix rental, than ever waste time actually nursing at "the glass tit." (Editor's note: election results and sports events are excluded from the rant above, since there's nothing like seeing them unfold live on TV.)


England's new Prime Minister

So then along comes The Amazing Mrs. Pritchard. This is a BBC drama being broadcast on PBS on Sunday nights at 9pm. No commercials. Smart script. It's a West Wing type political drama set in England. Relevant, fast-paced, and funny. Check it out, and see if it isn't refreshing to see a quality hour-long programme without commercial breaks. And the timing is perfect for someone working a Mon-Fri gig. It's that last little bit of entertainment to round out your weekend. Plus it's nice to see an engaging political drama with a largely female cast. Maybe it's conditioning us to better support a Hillary administration next year?

So maybe one hour in front of the boobtube each week isn't such a bad thing.

3 Comments:

At 11/05/2007 08:38:00 PM, Blogger Walaka said...

I think the unfortunate juxtaposition of "largely female cast" with "boobtube" at the end of your essay under cut some of its charm...

I have heard of this show: mixed reviews. I like the Sunday idea, though.

 
At 11/05/2007 10:27:00 PM, Blogger Olaiya said...

Mixed reviews? A pox on he who dares doubt the awesomeness of Mrs Pritchard (pronounced pritch-aard by those zany Brits--how charming is that?). The show is politically thought-provoking enough to allow you to feel virtuous watching it, and sneaks in enough intrigue and naughtiness to keep you watching. What more could you ask for?

 
At 11/06/2007 11:05:00 AM, Blogger ReadyToShelve said...

I could ask that the shrine in every living room clear out and give the garbage can back its spot! UNH!!

Dude, I'm proud of you for weaning yourself off the glass tit. I wish everyone would just hand that lactating demon a breast pump and kick it to the curb. I'm still struggling with the huge vinyl multiplex tit, coated with that sexy magnesium carbonate I can't seem to resist, all reflective and perforated and whatnot...

 

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