So I’m thinking about how I intellectualize opinions, particularly opinions of taste. At one end the postmodern aspect fascinates me in how aptitudes and proclivities reveal about underlying thoughts.
On the other hand, that likely is all bullshit. To a certain degree I have been allowing myself to not overanalyze my tastes. Not to say I shouldn’t be wary of opinions about things that matter, like politics or personal relationships, or philosophy. I’m talking about what art I like. You know, that kind of aesthetics.
It started by not having to pretend to like something ironically. I’m strong enough to admit I like things for what they are above and beyond common aesthetical groupthink. I like PBR cause I like it, I don’t drink it cause it’s cool, or because it affords a pseudo-blue-collar sensibility. There are those aspects to it, but you-know-what? It tastes good to me and it is affordable and it’s made in Wisconsin.
So that’s not the part I though some of you would find disagreeable. 🙂 The other part to this is that I’ve also allowed myself to be honest about what I don’t like. I’m not afraid to state what I don’t like – I shouldn’t be embarrassed or shamed by my opinion. They just happen to a certain degree. Still, I feel the need to over-intellectualize, so here it is:
I really can’t stand The Gilmore Girls.
And it’s not because I think it is “bad.” (Whatever ‘bad’ means in terms of taste) I just can’t stand it.
I find the whole show incredibly shallow in character dialogue. Every freaking character speaks with the same voice. Every character seems to speak as if it were a race to get through their lines – like their lines are a poison they have to vomit before it taints them. (Especially Rory — Jesus, girl slow the fuck down)
Every show is like a fucking read through.
It is like every one of these characters isn’t real, but an imagined person in some demented neurosis. Every character speaks tons of dialogue without saying anything. It is a circle jerk of sound and fury.
Literate masturbation
I detest it. And I can’t hide it anymore. I tried and tried to think there was something wrong with me.
I’ve gotten over it.
I fucking hate The Gilmore Girls. I hope the characters (in the story, not real life people) get hit by trucks, meteors, and acid rain.
Perhaps I have invented a new form of FanFic. For those who hate the show? I’d love to read a fanfic of The Gilmore Girls where each character is slowly tormented and meets a grisly demise. Hehehe: Hatefic.
Knowing the internet, I’ll bet it already exists.
Speaking of Literate Masturbation, how’s the Tolkien class goin?
Awesome.
One thing I’m learning in college is how modern secular humans have done such a splendid job of replacing an abusive deity with rationality. We just traded Zeus for Ouranos. So we find ourselves having to explain everything and experience very little. What a drag.
Everyone seems to adore them – at least the SF, PDX, and SEA bear crowds – and I think it’s all about being hip-and-trendy, “We listen to live music and that makes us ultra-smart and clever-clever”, as well as naked lust for BabyDaddy, one of the band members (who, I must admit, is quite The Hot Thang(TM), but I don’t need to appreciate the music OR their groupies to want a poster in my bedroom).
It’s okay – I don’t hate you because you don’t like a show I keep forgetting *exists*.
Now, mocking Invader Zim – that’d be a planet-destroying catastrophe.
There was an article about Amy Sherman-Palladino (the creator of GG) in EW a couple of weeks ago. They talked about how charming it was that she talks like so many of the characters–and I thought Ah-Ha! No wonder they all sound the same, they all sound like her.
I tried to like it for a long time, but besides the everyone talks the same thing, the thing that really bugs me (like 7th Heaven) is that I find people acting in a way I find deplorable and unhealthy. It’s played for laughs (mom’s mad about thanksgiving! Laurelei is freaked about Rory’s doing something totally normal!) but I can’t suspend my disapproval enough to laugh.
Which probably makes me a judgemental a*hole.
I haven’t seriously watched it since season 1, but I liked it then. I don’t mind the everyone talks the same aspect so much. I mean, it works for Kevin Smith.
I suspect it must be falling prey to what I call “Party of 5 Syndrome”. This is a condition wherein a group of initially likeable characters are forced by the cruel logic of television drama to become assmoles. Drama requires conflict. Good, likeable characters tend to either not get in conflicts or to work things out using reason and a minimum of drama. So they must become assmoles in order to maintain the drama.
yeah, but … it’s a living!
I like Iron City Beer. Not because I’m fronting hipness, but because I’m from Pittsburgh. I grew up drinking the beer, and even worked in the brewery the summer after I turned 21. While Pabst is good, I’ll take Iron City for a good cheap beer if it’s available.
And I hate Family Guy, except for the interplay between Brian the Dog and Stewie. It just gets on my nerves – and American Dad is the SAME DAMN SHOW! The episode they showed after the Super Bowl was paced way too fast to be funny.
I hated Friends. They had too much of a tendency to explain the jokes for my tastes, and Courtney Cox is a ghoulish stick-girl.
more importantly, i wonder what u think of Everwood. i guess i identify with the Ephraim character….
This is a silly thing, but I usually find it difficult to watch shows with boys as cute as the ones in Everwood, OC, etc. This is because they seem to rarely show enough skin, and I have a low tolerance for TV “drama” that doesn’t have some outre’ twist to it (a la buffy, LOST, etc.)
I do mean to give it a try though — I’ve never really watched it.
mmm i doubt you will find it palatable, it’s somewhere in-between 7th Heaven and Gilmore in terms of *wholesomeness* – i watch it and endure the razzing for doing so cuz the people on the show sort of remind me of people i know in the midwest where i was raised.
i have a sense you wouldn’t last 5 mintes with the show ;-D