I've surprised myself this fall. After being a card-carrying, sign-toting member of the "Chick flicks are for ditzes", I've found myself drawn to that very genre lately. I wonder if it has anything to with me and where I am on the dating circuit. Anyway, this change has had me quite puzzled. How does a person go from wanting to only watch guts and gore like The Blacklist, 24, Oz, Major Crimes, The Closer,The First 48, Tyrant, Graceland, to airy, lighthearted fluff pieces like Selfie, Manhattan Love Story, New Girl ?
Right now, my most favorite rom-com on tv (have 26 epis on my DVR that I CANNOT bear to part with) is The Mindy Project.
Every time I wind and rewind the scenes on this show, which is almost every last one of them, I feel a part of me hovering over my shoulder, wondering, "Dude, what the hell?" I can barely recognize me. If anyone had told me I'd be this into rom-coms, I'd have told them to go and sit on a busy highway till someone ran them over: that's how much I hated romantic comedies. Couldn't stomach that stuff at all; now it's all I want to see. My epis of Blacklist, Marvel's The Shield, Tyrant are piling up and I could care less. There is so a part of me that's really eschewing drama, and I suspect it's a side effect to the trauma I've dealt with the last couple of years. It's like, if it's not making me laugh, then I don't to see it all.
So, I've watched True Blood, Scandal, The Newsroom, Franklin and Bash mostly for the rom-com content; if that upheaval that goes on in Scandal can be even remotely labeled as comedic. We shall get into all that.
I dedicate this blog to the shows that propelled me into the TV writing world.
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