Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Back in Time
So it must be admitted at this point that I am watching season three of Felicity for some reason. Well, "watching" is probably not the right term, as I am doing other things while it is on in the background. And as far as the reason, does one really need a reason to revisit the early zeros? Chunky sweaters, sensitive singer-songwriters with acoustic guitars, hyperarticulate white people -- it's all fairly amazing.
Something must be said, of course, about the hair. She really did look like a chia pet when she cut it short. But Wikipedia tells me that people are wrong to blame the drop in ratings on her hair: the ratings drop actually occurred earlier when it moved from Tuesdays to Sundays. Still, it didn't look good. And the mannish outfits didn't help.
The University of New York seems like a pretty great fictional college, actually. The professors don't mind listening to students whine endlessly, probably because they have sick offices with giant windows. The student body is filled with diverse obsessives of every race and creed. And the student apartments are gigantic, though you can't ignore the chance that you'd be forced to live with Megan.
The most amazing thing to me is that I can remember the critics totally loving this shit at the time. Like, there was awards talk. TV has come a long way since then. Although strangely, Julianna Margulies is still on it.
So it must be admitted at this point that I am watching season three of Felicity for some reason. Well, "watching" is probably not the right term, as I am doing other things while it is on in the background. And as far as the reason, does one really need a reason to revisit the early zeros? Chunky sweaters, sensitive singer-songwriters with acoustic guitars, hyperarticulate white people -- it's all fairly amazing.
Something must be said, of course, about the hair. She really did look like a chia pet when she cut it short. But Wikipedia tells me that people are wrong to blame the drop in ratings on her hair: the ratings drop actually occurred earlier when it moved from Tuesdays to Sundays. Still, it didn't look good. And the mannish outfits didn't help.
The University of New York seems like a pretty great fictional college, actually. The professors don't mind listening to students whine endlessly, probably because they have sick offices with giant windows. The student body is filled with diverse obsessives of every race and creed. And the student apartments are gigantic, though you can't ignore the chance that you'd be forced to live with Megan.
The most amazing thing to me is that I can remember the critics totally loving this shit at the time. Like, there was awards talk. TV has come a long way since then. Although strangely, Julianna Margulies is still on it.
