Televisual paraquat

I’m returning the Netflixed Season 1 of Weeds today, without finishing the disc. We here at Damn Kids HQ gave it four episodes’ worth of our time, but just couldn’t get into it. We like Mary-Louise Parker, and it’s good to see Nealon getting work, plus also there’s the nice meta-continuity with the black guy from 40-Year-Old Virgin (whose Weeds backstory is that he was fired from a Circuit-City type store, heh!). But that’s pretty much it. We don’t care where the storyline is going, we found too many plot points just too improbable, there are too many overthought and self-consciously “wacky” characters, and the words and actions of the women make it clear that the show is written by douchebaggy men who don’t actually like women at all. Meh, whatever. Maybe it’s just that it’s Showtime.