Nine Muses

Reading around the web, I’ve seen that I’m somewhat in the minority in liking Dollhouse already.  Granted, I don’t love it like I do Firefly, but it took me a couple of episodes to really warm up to that too, and even longer for Buffy.  Dollhouse is a bit different than Mr. Whedon’s other stuff, so I tried to take it for what it was instead of expecting something like what he’s already done.

In reading this interview with Eliza Dushku, I found an interesting tidbit of information.  It looks like Fox tried to have their way again, but Joss talked them around, and as of episode six, it’ll be more his choice in the direction it goes.

I think some people are hanging on despite their dislike in hopes that it’ll be watchable then.  Me, I’m happy that I’ve been watching and am looking forward to it getting even better.

I have officially fallen out of love with Ghost Whisperer.  I have removed the Season Pass after barely (or not at all) watching the last four episodes.  All traces of it are gone from my Tivo.

The show was never the most believable, the best written, or otherwise fabulous beyond other shows.  What it was, though, was entertaining.  It was like sitting down with a good comforting book that you’ve read before.  It was formulaic, and that wasn’t a bad thing.  You knew that there was going to be a feel-good moment at the end when Melinda would make everything all better.  And I like Jennifer Love Hewitt.  And I loved the relationship between Melinda and her husband.  With all the angst in most of the relationships on TV, it was something sweet and constant.

When they killed off Melinda’s best friend, I didn’t complain.  It was sad, but it was well done.  When they suddenly aged Ned (i.e. changed actors), I didn’t complain.  When Professor Payne, who I loved as a character, left the show, I didn’t complain.

And then they had to go and kill off her husband, Jim.  I almost almost could have rolled with that as well.  If we had a season of Melinda working to get over it before his ghost moved on, that would have been fine.  But they had to have his soul jump into another man’s body, and now they have this angsty unrequited love crap going on between Melinda and sorta-but-not-completely-Jim.  It’s annoying.  It’s frustrating.  I found myself just cringing while watching the show instead of enjoying it.  I don’t have enough time to watch something that I get little pleasure from, so it’s out.

I watched the pilot of Fringe last night and I’m sufficiently intrigued.  I was not so deeply enamored of it that I’m sitting here waiting with bated breath for Tuesday’s next episode, but it was interesting.

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I officially hate Ghost Whisperer.  At the end of last season’s ending episode, Andrea, the best friend and co-store-owner of the protagonist, Melinda, dies.  She doesn’t know she’s dead at first, but she figures it out right at the end.  When I watched that, I cried.  So, I’m five minutes into the season opener and I’m torn between screaming and praising the writers for their skills at emotional manipulation.  Melinda tells Andrea that she’s not dead yet, that she’s in a coma.  (They have had spirits outside of bodies before when close to death, so it’s not outside the continuity.)  Then there’s a panicked moment where Some Bad Thing is happening, and suddenly Melinda wakes up.  It was a dream.  She turns and tells her husband that she dreamt that he’d found Andrea’s body and that she wasn’t dead yet.  So now we know that wasn’t actually true.

So, dead.  Not dead.  Dead.

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As I said, I’m screaming at and praising the writers, in the same breath.

So, there’s a new show on CBS called “The Class” that I caught on the Tivo preview (and then the actual pilot was Monday night or so, I think.) It’s got that whole ensemble thing going for it, and I’d think their goal is to be the next Friends. Considering that I haven’t found anything comedic that interests me in a while, I decided to give it a shot

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