Making the world a better place, one show at a time.
- The TV Girl
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- I guess you would like to know a little bit about the person making all these proclamations upon good taste and horrid characters. I'm Andrea and when I was 15 I fell in love. An hour after meeting "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" I was forever altered in the way only love can, and I never questioned for one minute afterwards that television offered me an amazing chance to experience lives and moments that I could never imagine. So now, when I'm not getting distracted by my real life, I write about TV. I also read, am finishing a Master's degree in English Literature, travel, am attempting to learn vegan cooking, am the 5th of 6 children, and drive my roommate nuts by constantly cleaning our already clean apartment. Now that we're old friends, time for you to take my opinions as the be all and end all.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I almost wish that I watched Jericho. Not because I have a great love for CBS (not one of my favorite networks, and yes I do rank networks), or because I have a burning interest in the premise (the Mid-West frightens me at the best of times, so a post-apocalyptic Kansas is not my cup of tea). What makes me wish I watched this show, or maybe I wish I wanted to watch this show, is that when it was cancelled last spring the fans petitioned long and loud enough to actually resurrect it. Now, most of the world is populated by total freaks (with completely awful taste), so I am not saying this is the most sane course of action in the history of recent events, or that it necessitates Jericho's overall worthiness of airtime, but I have to respect a fan base with that level of commitment. I don't foresee watching Jericho, but I am glad it returned.