If you are a Gen Xer (or an early Gen Yer, as I know I straddle the line), don’t read this unless you want to tear up a little.
Apparently, the current sex-drugs-violence milieu we are force-fed daily by the media pales in comparison to early episodes of Sesame Street. To think, this children’s show has probably scarred us for life. Well thank god they’ve managed to save the next generation from such debauchery!
I recently read on several blogs about MySpace’s launch of a web-only series titled, “quarterlife,” so I decided to check it out this week solely because it is a new project from the creators of 30something and one of my favorite shows from my teenage years, “My So-Called Life.” MySpace had aired four super-short (we’re talking 5-8 minute) episodes already, so I watched them all back to back. The show is very weak in my opinion, with the main character an idiot who thinks she can video blog about all her friends and no one will find out. Of course they do find out and get all pissy, but oh no, that doesn’t stop her. Apparently, she’s on a mission to see how quickly she can lose all her friends. I’d like to think that people gain a little more wisdom by the time they reach their “quarterlife,” an age range I currently reside within.
Then I read today that NBC is picking up the show for prime time. Apparently, the network is feeling the pressure of the writers’ strike and is looking for shows with pre-written episodes ready to go, in case this strike continues on for some time. I know you’re hurting NBC, and you’ve been hurting for a couple years, but honestly, do you think this show has a future? The opening dialog consists of Dylan (the main character referenced above) trying to blog and asking herself in her video blog, “What is a blog? Why do we blog? We blog to exist, therefore…therefore, we are idiots.” No honey, we are not idiots. That honor goes just to you at this moment.
It’s good to know that we blog to exist though. I mean, I could be dead right now if I didn’t have my blog. I’d be wandering through the streets of Washington aimlessly, looking for the direction that only an internet diary can provide me with. Jesus Christ people, I’m nearly drowning in to melodramatism.
Instead of picking up lame shows NBC, why don’t you focus on maintaining profits by not picking fights with Apple over iTunes prices? Or how about keeping solid writers employed, instead of leaving one of your oldest programs with a skeleton staff? I know you have some good shows, even if I don’t watch any of them. Rumors suggest you might even have been the best network at some point in the distant past. I don’t know if I believe it anymore. Even Jay Leno picks on his own network nightly during his opening monologue.
Buck up NBC. At least you have one thing going for you: you’re not this network.