Monday, April 09, 2007

Coming up: More TELEVISION. But first: PRODUCTS!


KaBlam! fans will get that one …

OK, now that I’m back from a fantastic weekend of sun, booze, food and rocking in the Santa Cruz mountains, home of very dear friends and future home of the Gleemonex family, I have time to talk about a subject near and dear to ye olde Gleemonex: television.

God, do I watch a lot of tee-vee. But anyway.

NOTE: A dedicated spoiler virgin, I will post no spoilers, and I beg you neither to spoil directly nor reference spoilage in any comment you may leave — and please be sensitive to shows still on the air that latecomers may still be catching up to on DVD or TiVo marathons.

Entourage: Rawk. I love this fuckin show. Such a mess, such a horrible way to live, and so well-written and entertaining. Welcome back, boys!

Big Love: I hear the second season starts on June 17 — yaaay! I can’t remember why I started watching this, especially since I was so put off by the premise and was sure it was going to be played for wacky laffs, but after the first ep (“hmm. That was interesting. Let’s grab the next one, too.”), I gradually got sucked in, and now I am its bitch. Its fourth wife, if you will. ugh.

Sopranos: Holy SCHNIKES. The season premiere last night was just suffused with dread and angst — I lost track of how many times I said to the TV and Mr. Gleemonex, “THAT’S not gonna turn out well.” And then, whether something Bad happened or not, the feeling that something or many things Bad was/were about to happen, never left me. The camera work alone was a distinct character unto itself. Brilliant. Can’t wait to see where this is all going.

Friday Night Lights: Season finale this week. Oh god, how am I going to last till fall? There was a spoileriffic reveal of a traditionally show-killing revelation in the previews, and I gotta say, that is giving me serious angst over where this amazingly awesome drama is going — but I have faith in these writers. Serenity now!

Twin Peaks: Finally, FINALLY they’re releasing the 2nd season on DVD. As reviewer Dennis Lim said, it’s received wisdom that the second season was a prolonged free-fall, but that’s not really the truth. Peaks lost its way a bit, but there was a lot left to tell in the final episodes, especially the Lynch-directed ones: “Notably oblivious to the rules of prime time, they are characterized by longer scenes, stranger moods, more intense emotions — nowhere more apparent than in the chilling cliffhanger finale.” These things I must have. Cannot abide not having them in my pie-sticky, coffee-stained hands now that I know they’re out there. [Note to CK: Wherever you are, I’ll be thinking of you at every detectable commercial break, remembering how we used to call each other during each one and screeeeeam about whatever just happened. Thems was good times, my friend.]

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4 Comments:

Blogger srah said...

I haven't seen Big Love yet, but I have it on reserve at the public library (or as I like to call it, Free Netflix). I am only 29th in line!

(That's actually a lot better than it sounds. I'm also 385th in line for The Pursuit of Happyness. Free Netflix may be free, but you pay the price of patience!)

5:07 PM  
Blogger bgirl said...

I was so anxious after that Sopranos episode. I just have a bad feeling about it all.

6:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love the cast of Big Love and it sucked me right in, too. I always had a thing for Bill Paxton.

8:52 AM  
Blogger Gleemonex said...

srah: quoth Wooderson, "Patience, darlin, patience ... " ;-)

bgirl, you and me both. And given that it's the Sopranos, I don't think it's spoileriffic to tell you that more than once, I said out loud, "Oh god, this is a total set-up."

anon 8:52: Paxton's had me since "How. About. A nice, greazy PORK SANDWICH, served. On a dirty ashtray." But I think what sold Big Love to me so completely was Jeanne Tripplehorn -- there's so much there, I'm not sure you could ever get to the bottom of it.

9:13 AM  

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