Dear God, are you there? Of fucking course not, it’s Pru.
I watched a lot of TV this week, folks, but given that I had not one, but two lengthy job interviews, one of which was so poorly managed that they wrecked my entire day’s planned schedule and I ended up missing all of work I do not have the spirit to talk about them at length — so, superfast run-through of this weeks hits and misses utter the jump.
30 Rock: hit! As usual, 30 Rock is one of the funniest, smartest shows on TV, and I spend most of each half-hour making high-pitched squeaky noises as Liz Lemon and Jack Donaghy dance around one another. And this week, despite Jerry Seinfeld being about as funny as a sack of bricks (when they’re not being used to beat people with, of course), the show still rocked: for the following moments.
JACK: This is going to be our year, Lemon!
ME: OMIGAWD ALEC BALDWIN.
LIZ: … (eats ham)
JACK: …Now give me the ham.
LIZ: I like the ham.
JACK: Give me the ham.
They have just the most wonderful chemistry together, and are gut-bustingly funny. If you’re not already watching, you should go here to watch full episodes online. I apologize in advance for the shitty ad scheme that NBCUniversal uses, but since whoever explained online marketing to them is clearly about as bright as my left asscheek, you know. What can you do. The quality is good, at least.
Bones: hit! This week, as always, Booth and Bones are adorable — although I feel that the scene where Booth’s old mentor says, “She must be fantastic in bed — I can’t see why you keep her around otherwise,” was kind of weird for two reasons: (1) it just felt crass and inappropriate and out of step for the attitude of the show and (2) I cannot believe that Booth would let him get away with saying that about a lady — even if that lady is Bones. Also, closing scene of Booth and Brennan on the steps overlooking the reflecting pool with Booth druuuuunk was so cute I could die.
CSI: meh. Props to the show for giving me scads of adorable Greg and Nick moments, and the CSIs Are Totally Dorky moments, and especially for the closing go kart scenes, but I’ve never given a damn about Sarah and Grissom’s relationship, I never WILL give a damn about Sarah and Grissom’s relationship, and the only couple who has less sexual chemistry together on that show than Sarah and Grissom are — hand to God — Grissom’s freaking bugs. I mean, seriously, I could make a case for almost anybody else — Ecklie/Nick (creepy, sexual predatorish), Ecklie/Grissom (hatesex but scientific respect), Brass/Grissom (old friends and old lovers), Grissom/Nick (duh), Grissom/Catherine (see Brass/Grissom), Catherine/Nick (hot milf action), Nick/Sarah (friends turned casual lovers), Hodges/Nick (Hodges so has a crush — it’s almost sad), Hodges/Sarah (annoyance sex), Hodges/Greg (see Ecklie/Grissom), Nick/Greg (TWU WUV).
Eureka: meh. I’m SO glad this stupid Kevin/artifact/Beverly/Allison storyline is over, because frankly, Kevin is boring, Allison isn’t interesting enough as a character on her own to hold my attention, Stark being all caring is, frankly, creepy. And there wasn’t even Zoe and Jo and Fargo and JACK! and Vincent and everybody who makes the show good. And yeah yeah yeah, it’s nice Kevin gets to live or whatever.
House: hit! Okay, seriously guys, they’re not even trying to not make House and Wilson seem like a married couple anymore, are they? Because that scene about how Wilson had just been on the phone with Cameron and how if House wants to talk to them he should be nice because now she and Chase are engaged — oh my God, it was like I was having some sort of freakish flashback to my own family and my MOM and my DAD and oh sweet Jesus, the gay. Other than that, I love the idea of Survivors: Princeton-Plainsboro edition! Each of the fellow candidates are hilarious — I love the Indian kid, seriously, I would totally take that kid out for dinner and the love of a good woman.
NCIS: hitish! The fact that the Jeanne storyline is over (for now, it seems) makes me sad, and the fact that Tony couldn’t go to the dentist also made me sad — I mean, though the hysterical laughter and whatever. Also, Tony supergluing McGee’s hands to his keyboard was just so — I can’t even — and that Gibbs knew! and had nail polish remover in his God damn desk prepared — I just. Spasms. Paroxysms of joy.
Haven’t seen Eureka yet, but am looking forward to it. P.S. I hope you imbibed alcohol on my behalf, as today (Friday) was my birthday. I had four chai lattes, which is decadence in itself, and I ate wonderful Indian food that was worthy of the gods. Man. I love Indian food! So, drink up in my name! I give you absolute permission to become freakishly drunk. Seeing as how I can’t due to my severe allergy. ;)
I have to give a resounding WORD! to your Eureka summary. I like this show, despite the darker turn and the lost goofy fun of Jacks crush on Alison (and I really want to know what happens to Henry), but during the scenes inside the bunker the lack of ferocity in the way Alison defended Kevin threw me.
In that situation? My mother would have kicked Henry in the balls so hard he would have had to pick his nose to masturbate in future, and then she’d have bitten Beverley’s face off. This is why I love my mother.
Love that Indian kid in House as well! He’s from “Harold and Kumar go to White City” so I’ve taken to calling him ‘Kumar’ - ironic fact, typecasting or crossover possibilities in the future: in the movie, he was about to start medical school and had gotten perfect scores in that test they have to take.
Regarding Eureka: gah, so much yawning. Am glad Kevin’s storyline is over. There was just no believability - how much to bet the entire thing was set up so Stark had a reason to propose to Alison?
Also: have you watched Stargate Atlantis (with its background track)? Love to hear your thoughts on the two episodes in finished state.
I am completely with you on the whole Sarah/Grissom thing. I remember at the end of season 4 (I think it was) when she made a pass at him and he turned her down I gave the character a metaphorical pat on the back because in the freaking real world you do not date someone who WORKS FOR YOU! (and with whom you have a semi teacher-student relationship going on, btw) So I was all Yay Grissom! you are a responsible adult after all! I’m so proud of you! Then there was the whole thing with the vic of the week who looked just like Sarah and all of a sudden Grissom’s saying that hey, he had a big inappropriate crush on Sarah all along only he was too scared to do anything about and I just went WTF? because seriously, there was No Evidence AT All that this was the case. And now they’re a couple. Jesus.
Oooh, NCIS: definitely hit! Old fashioned season 3 squee. No Jenny, no Mann, no freakin’ annoying can’t understand a word you’re saying if my life depended on it Armand Assante. And Tony part of the team again! Phoning up Baltimore buddies. Yay!