Wilfred is coming back for a final season, and I can’t wait. Wilfred is another one of those shows with that unique tonal flavor; dark, but with a half-twist of a smile, straddling clever writing and jokes about humping. I have no idea what to officially expect, mainly because I don’t watch trailers and commercials, and I don’t follow spoiler articles about guest stars and such. But I do know what I hope to see. Let’s refresh.
The cavalcade of mixed reactions to the conclusion of the “Pamela” three-parter is indicative of something positive about a show; that it is so highly affective that individual people will have remarkably different reactions. My experience live-tweeting it was met with a great deal of support and a little bit of ire. It isn’t wrong for people to question my feminism after my ultimately positive response. One of the advantages of feminism(s) is that the reactions and beliefs are varied, and in this specific instance, I will be departing from the mainstream of feminism by saying that the conclusion of Louie S4 was beautiful.
OH. MY. GOD.
Ok. Here’s the problem, kids. I had thought that in order to give a decent rebuttal to our Kat’s take on the IT Crowd–which I have deemed hysterically funny and she finds lacking for various reasons–I would have to dip my toe into the pool of just why we think so alike yet so differently on various issues. We both come from the same demented genetic swimming pool, but with a slight generational gap (Hey! It’s only ten years and a bit, dammit!); and obviously different families, being cousins and all that. Problem is explaining all that turns into a friggin’ thesis, with stories that rival Shakespeare in terms of bloody comedy versus tragedy (with a writing style akin to Dr Seuss. Hop on Pop! Hop on Pop! Do Not Hop on Pop If He is Having Vietnam Flashback, Stop!). And with all the sidetracking I do? We’d be here forever. So I’m not going to bother with that right now and instead just explain why I’m so very right about this. Mostly because I’m the oldest and I said so.
Tonight’s two-parter took some decompression. Louie isn’t the kind of show you can just watch and turn your mind off to. People compare him to Fellini, and I guess that’s true, but only because I have no idea what Fellini’s gimmicks are so I’m taking their word for it. Did that make me sound smart?
Totally didn’t, right? I set the bar low so now you can read my actual thoughts. Continue reading
It’s time I talked about Community. Continue reading
Louis C.K. just showed the first legitimate body-positive straight-shooting no-bullshit fat woman I have ever seen on TV. In a TV schedule peppered with my lipidly-lovely brethren, somehow a man’s show more realistically represented myself and other fat women more than half a dozen other shows ever could. Continue reading
It’s pretty well established that James Franco is one of the coolest dudes ever in Hollywood. Not only has he shown his range in comedies like Pineapple Express and thrillers like 127 hours, James Franco had the guts to make a move perceived as regressive in the world of acting by getting a job on General Hospital. He’s also been historically weird by living his life and molding his persona in a way that is half art and half troll; were I a woman of means, I would also appear on magazine covers in sickeningly gorge drag and star in a movie where I play myself. If only he could appear as such on his Comedy Central roast tonight.
The IT Crowd came highly recommended to me from a number of people, most notably Doug of Doug’s TV Reviews, as well as Communies of many sorts. This cultishly classic Britcom launched the careers of the very adorable Chris O’Dowd and Richard Ayoade. It appears to be somewhat iconic among nerdfolk for its representation of wacky computer supporters. Here’s my problem with it: it sucks.
But, Arrested Development season four was kind of doomed from the start.
The hair of it all.