Why the True Blood Finale Got it Wrong
My biggest problem with the True Blood finale was not what you may think. Sure, it was a little slow paced and had a tragic lack of Viking abs, but my main problem was this: on a show that lauded differences, pushed the metaphor of “embracing your light” to dramatically literal proportions, and made a central theme of the equal value of all relationships, the ending paid a surprising amount of lip service to the idea that the purpose of life is procreation. Read more.
Confessions of a (New) Battlestar Galactica Fangirl
Battlestar Galactica was one of those TV shows that somehow slipped through the cracks for me when it originally aired. I don’t know how it happened, but it shouldn’t have. I love sci-fi, almost anything that airs on SyFy, spaceships, chicks who save the world, robots, universe building and anything with strong character development. Not watching was a mistake and gods dammit, it had to be rectified. So, in a little over a month, I watched four seasons of what I can now say with certainty is some of the best television has to offer. Also, if anyone knows where I can get a replica Six dress, please let me know. Read more.
When Veronica Mars was abruptly cancelled in 2007, fans were not happy. Sure it was a great show, and it had a ton of untapped potential (Dick Casablancas and Eli Navarro were characters just scraping the surface of their potential in the third season). But, fans are more likely to swallow the bitter pill of a prematurely cancelled show if they are at least satisfied with the ending.
For Veronica Mars fans, this was a problem. In the final episode (clearly not originally conceived as a series finale), Veronica is dating likeable (but ironically disliked by fans) Piz (Chris Lowell), while she is on a slow build to reconciling with her ex-boyfriend (and fan favorite) Logan (Jason Dohring). As a longtime Logan fan, I will offer this disclaimer: It’s not that we necessarily needed Logan and Veronica to end up together, but we needed something more than them ending on terrible terms, with only the vague implication that maybe someday they will be able to be in the same room together – a notion we are only given as they exchange a fleeting glance, imbued after the fact with meaning to placate the throngs of torch carrying shippers. Read more.
We would be lost without the internet. Even the information for this post was — like everything else — acquired in part by ‘Googling’ it, which is a real verb, people. Wrap your mind around that.
Let’s take a look back at the long, data-fueled, social media-driven road that has led us to where we are today — checking our Facebook pages every fifteen minutes, during which you saw me post this link and felt the need to click on it instead of doing something productive. Luckily, this post includes a valuable history lesson and not just a Tumblr of cat GIFs. Read more.
In the early days of reality TV — you know, when strangers were chosen to live in a house and have their lives taped — it was a social experiment in exploring human differences. Now it has become a social experiment in exploring communicable diseases and making out under strategically placed blankets. The reality TV show romance — the “showmance” if you will — was bound to happen. Find enough young, attractive type A personalities and throw them in a house together without television, internet or inhibitions — and add a hot tub for good measure.
If done correctly, a showmance can be a very lucrative career move. Many of the below couples have turned up on “All-Star” seasons — regardless of whether or not they were actually “All-Star” players on their own. And if you feel your fifteen minutes slipping away, may I suggest a wedding special? Free swag, a designer dress, and a surefire way to make next season of The Amazing Race. And, if all else fails, who knows, you may at least get a lasting relationship out of the deal. Read more.