This encapsulates what I think of #bravo #princesses : Long Island.
How do you want it to end? #dexter #showtime #tv #tv shows
Scott is always good for a witty quip. #kingdisik #kardashians #e #kimkardashian #tv #tvshows
I knew it was coming. We all did. But I didn’t really believe. I am ashamed to say that I thought it’d never happen. And then Netflix comes out of nowhere and offers us the redemption Arrested Development has always deserved. Yes, it is that funny. No, I’m not trying to contribute to the hype. But this has been an intense and emotional time for me. And now…now, I just feel really hung over.
I watched almost every episode leading up to the 3:01am release time and then decided to go to sleep, figuring that too many people were going to logon and I would end up with “technical difficulties.”(In my life, “technical difficulties” is defined as anger and/or shame that my happiness rests on the integrity of my internet connection.) I waited about 6 hours. I white-knuckled it. And it was finally time. Perfectly streaming episodes.
I’ve binged on TV shows more than I’ve binged on cake. (I’ve binged on TV shows more than I’ve binged on anything.) I’ll spend a week hunting for an un-watched series, just so I can watch at least eight episodes in a row over the weekend.
But not for this blessed event.
I had decided not to binge. I went with the writer’s suggestion and wholly agreed with Mitch Hurwitz’s anti-binge stance. You can get sick of anything after too many hours. So, I promised myself I wouldn’t watch them all. I said five episodes. I pushed it to six. I finally forced myself to stop at episode nine. As of now, I have not watched the remaining six episodes because I’m doing my best to keep this elusive feeling of euphoria going as long as possible. I categorize it as a legal “high.”
Imagine waiting seven years for something. Seven years of anticipation. It’s like the sitcom equivalent of sexual consummation. And this show is good in bed. If sitcoms are supposed to make you laugh…well, this one really really makes you laugh.
Waiting seven years, even if it is for a TV show, is an emotional endeavor. I cried. I am indeed ashamed to say it, but seeing the Bluths again overwhelmed me. Maybe the redemption of this sitcom itself is the real American success story, told through a lens of family corruption, thinly-veiled homosexuality and racist puppets.
I feel like there’s a part of me that’s been asleep for seven years. Now, the Bluths have awakened me from my TV slumber. And they make everything in the world just a little bit better. I know it’s a lot of pressure on one TV show, — and one brilliant creator — but, we did wait seven years. I’ve been waiting my whole 30’s for this show. And why?
It’s my generation’s comeback story. And we know how good it can be.
It’s all so exciting. I’m so happy and so very very sleepy.
I hope everyone is as excited as I am about the Arrested Development reunion for the film. We hear so much about reunions that never happen. It’s as if the tv gods smiled upon true talent (something they don’t do much of). I think arrested development fans need a fan moniker a la Gleeks. Developers? Arrested Lovers? It needs work.
cougar town solved the problem of how to open a bottle of wine without a cork screw.