jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (Clio Chibi)
As always I've been entertained by the best-of-the-year and best-of-the-decade lists that have been rolling out over the past six weeks or so. I'm not going to make a list of films or music, having consumed such a small portion of either of them. But television is a different story. So in alphabetical order, the ten shows I most enjoyed watching in the '00s.

  • American Idol. I've spilled a lot of ink on this one—you're either on the train by now, or you're not.
  • Avatar the Last Airbender. I ripped through the first two seasons on DVD on bad days, accompanied by quantities of donuts, and the combo always made me feel better. The finale was great, but I'd already gotten everything I needed in "The Boiling Rock."
  • How I Met Your Mother. I've talked a lot about this show as well, so let's just say it's the only currently running show I own DVDs of.
  • The Mole (first season). Ruined me completely for The Amazing Race. Hosted by a post-Channel One pre-CNN Anderson Cooper, who when I asked him if there was any truth to the rumor that the brainy puzzles of the first season had been dumbed down for the second, said "Of course not!" in a tone that really meant, "Of course they were; this is television." And so they were, and so the show was cancelled. But the first season? Amazing.
  • Project Runway. I'll let them have one bad season; everyone gets one. They gave me Tim Gunn after all, so they deserve a little break. And they introduced us all to the beauty of competency porn.
  • Sex and the City. To me it's not about sex, or Jimmy Choos, or fabulous parties, but about how women are friends today. And for that, I love it.
  • Six Feet Under. It had its bumpy moments in the middle to be sure, but overall it managed the trick of letting the characters be unlikeable without making me detest them or the show. It had one of the best final episodes of any television show, ever, and one of the best couples of television history in David and Keith.
  • So You Think You Can Dance. I believe in the dance, and so does the show. The love of the craft and the entertainment of dance seeps into every single frame—for all his grouchiness, you know it's a labor of love for Nigel, which keeps him from being the mean judge he sometimes tries to be.
  • Top Chef. More competency porn with a smoking hot bear of a head judge who champions simple New American cooking and appreciates fine French technique, who sees skill as a way to better cook from the heart. I love Padma and Gail, but it's Colicchio's mentoring and his stature in the industry that keeps the young chefs and the established guest judges coming back season after season.
  • Veronica Mars (first two seasons). I just saw the little 20-minute piece they filmed of VM at the FBI, and it made me ache with missing her. Those first two seasons—has there been anything better?

There are plenty of things I still need to see—the rest of Deadwood and Freaks and Geeks for starters, plus Wonderfalls—but this is a list I can stand behind.
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (smokin' matt albie)
In my tags list, I have 14 tags that refer to specific "canons." Of those, 5 are reality shows, one is a book series, and the other 8 are scripted television shows. I'm going to talk now about a summer in which many of them ended, and others ended for me.

Six Feet Under and Buffy, two ends of the spectrum )

Ugly Betty, CSI, Studio 60, Veronica Mars, and oh, yeah, that book series I was reading )

So, what have we learned?

Lesson 4: Don't get involved in a serial narrative whose narrative priorities are different than yours--namely, character change/development and, if there are romances, a satisfying romance. The narrative will work to preserve its own priorities, and even if it threw a few crumbs to these other issues, it will jettison them all if it has to in order to preserve its priority, be it world building/philosophy or action/adventure or a kind of procedural "plot." In other words, be really, really careful about "genre", because most of it won't you what you crave.

Lesson 5: Best case scenario, don't get involved in an unfinished serial narrative, especially in American network television, with their sort-of-but-not-really narrative arcs that don't lead to satisfying endings and their need to "shake things up" to create drama by never letting the couple get together, or breaking up the team.

Lesson 6: Steer clear of canons with open shipping, because if there's really a love triangle it means they're not going to build either of the pairings up very well. Also, it makes for a vicious fandom.

Next: How Avatar almost, but not quite, soothed my PTSD, and why I went running off to reality television.

SFU, etc.

Aug. 25th, 2005 01:00 am
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (David and Keith from Six Feet Under)
Thanks everyone for your bday wishes! I'll be thanking you personally shortly but I've been running around a bit the past week or so. I had a very lovely day with the lovable [livejournal.com profile] weatherby which included a Heath Bar Sundae at Friendly's so really, ain't nothin' wrong wit dat.

I loved it from the first episode; I loved it when it lost its way a little bit in the third season; I tried to remain positive after that horrid carjack episode with Jimmy Fellon aka Hoodie the Hood. At various points it was probably my favorite show on television. And the ending, oh my how it did not disappoint.

Everything Ends. )

And now to bed, because tomorrow is my school orientation and eek!
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (David and Keith from Six Feet Under)
So please, if everyone can cut for just 25 hours, until I can see it tomorrow night at 10? I will be eternally grateful, and will join in the conversations then. Right now, I'm a bit marooned at C's house, which has no HBO. However, C is a joy forever so really, it more than evens out. I'll be watching it with my regulars [livejournal.com profile] ali_wildgoose and [livejournal.com profile] bowdlerized tomorrow, while our fourth companion in SFU, [livejournal.com profile] calloocallay, is watching it with a friend tonight.

*crosses fingers for David and Keith*
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (David and Keith from Six Feet Under)
Oh my yes I'm premenstrual. Extreme Makeover: Home Edition starts at 8pm and I started to tear up at 8:05pm. However, Ty still gets on my last nerve.

Random thoughts on carbs and music. )

I've been loading up on Six Feet Under lately, not only to get caught up myself but to catch up [livejournal.com profile] ali_wildgoose on Tuesday, [livejournal.com profile] bowdlerized yesterday and [livejournal.com profile] calloocallay tomorrow. Plus I've been whipping through recaps and I remembered that one thing I really love about this show is how they allow the characters to act like assholes, to do really ill advised and selfish things, to be completely tiresome, and even better they don't ask the audience to just love them anyway because they have issues or whatever. I mean, Rico and the stripper? Asshole! David getting over his carjacking? Tiresome! Brenda discovering her sexuality or whatever? Irritating! Claire quitting her job and moping around? Self-indulgent! And then they pull them back from being total assholes, and you scream "Oh my god what are you doing?" to some other character.

God I'm going to miss this show.
jlh: seamus and dean snuggling in bed (SD chibi)
Sometimes you don't know how strong you are until you look back and realize that you actually survived something pretty horrible. And I'm finding that the manner in which you managed to survive doesn't matter as much as the fact that you did survive. So, ladies, I salute you all, though as Lincoln said rather better than I, you are far above my poor power to add or detract.

On an entirely different matter, these comments from the end of June are pretty whack, and those of you who know what I was up to online in the end of June will realize why I'm thinking they are pretty damn creepy, all things considered.

This weekend I did yet more cleaning and plotting. All there is left to clean in my apt is the oven, but there is much, much more to plot. Also had dinner with friends Saturday night and the usual Six Feet Under on Sunday. As Cassie said, I sense the sharks receding. PTSD, much more interesting than whee, crack addict.

Ugh, August is being its usual bitchy self, isn't it?

Also, hello, David? Why didn't you tell me about [livejournal.com profile] deamus?

Envy me!

Jul. 30th, 2004 11:51 pm
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (Chibi Clio)
for I saw the Finn Brothers this evening in Central Park!

It was as you would expect: lots of Split Enz, Finn Brothers, and Woodface songs. Everyone sang "Four Seasons in One Day", and they opened with "Weather With You". It was a lovely evening, too, a bit breezy and warm and some worrisome clouds passed over without incident and we danced about and Neil is still God. Also, oddly, grown-up Seamus in my mind.

There isn't much more to say. [livejournal.com profile] calloocallay was here on Monday to catch up on Six Feet Under. We only watched the first half of that horrible "That's My Dog" ep and you know, it wasn't a bad ep before it went all pear-shaped. Yesterday I had a fun drunken sushi dinner with [livejournal.com profile] rubydebrazier. I am having a very good time getting to see Ruby one-on-one now that she's "local Ruby."

I watched the DNC, too, mostly on CSPAN so as to maximize the time watching speeches and white people dance to Wyclef, and minimize commentary. There is something about a political convention that is so intrinsically summery. Those odd vertical signs, those endless speeches from random "rising stars", Edwards and Kerry of course--Wendy's, how cute!--and my secret favourite part, the roll call of states. "Madam Chair, my name is so-and-so-you've-never-heard-of, and the land of these 25 Democrats past and present that I will list for you, home of the tallest haystack, where all the children are above average, proudly gives all of its 5 votes to The Next President of the United States John Kerry!" Hell YEAH, baby!

Wagons ho, or whatever, to all those off to Otakon!


Sep. 14th, 2003 09:56 am
jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (DracoGinnyFall)
Finishing up leftover margarita and then making even more while laying around watching Sex and the City, Six Feet Under, and Saturday Night Live and also, of course, gossiping and giggling, is a brilliant way to spend a Saturday night with amoeba. (By the way, that rap that Chris Parnell did during Weekend Update was surprisingly good, wasn't it? Anyone seen it anyplace on the web?) It seems so very odd that things are back to normal again, as they haven't been really since book 5 came out, nearly three months ago. That is a lot of activity. It was a hectic summer. August, of course, was intensely emotionally draining and September seems to be some sort of clean up period but even that is nearly over.

Maybe I'll actually have the energy to work on that sequel . . .

Meanwhile I've finished my challenge fics and hope to have them up shortly. Speaking of which:

I am well pleased with this result )


jlh: Chibi of me in an apron with a cocktail glass and shaker. (Default)
Clio, a vibrating mass of YES!

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