Day 11 - A show that disappointed you.



Look, I really liked Heroes. A lot. I made desktops, I made banners, I read fanfiction, I read meta, I went out and bought the S1 DVDs the very first day they went on sale. I thought this might be my Next Big Show.

And...well, this show was probably hardest hit by the writer's strike. I gave it the benefit of the doubt. Waited for it to come back.

And...it still fizzled. But once Bryan Fuller came back to the show after Pushing Daisies got canceled, S3 kind of picked up and I thought maybe the show would get back to its feet and figure some things out.

And...S4 sucked. And then it got canceled. I'll probably eventually finish watching it when the DVDs come out and I can get them from the library, but I'm in no big hurry; all I really care about is seeing how Bennet and Claire turn out.

This show just...they never knew what to do after the first season. They didn't know how to evolve the characters, let them change and develop new and different relationships with each other; they didn't know that the fans weren't clamoring for season-long arcs to just be more and more dire (last season we threatened blowing up NYC, now we have to blow up THE WHOLE WORLD!), just to make sense; they didn't know how to introduce new characters without giving them the full-on Fred S3 Angel treatment (isn't this the greatest character ever DON'T YOU LOVE THEM YES YES LOVE THEM); everything that a show has to do, and usually does, to succeed past the first season, they didn't do. Most shows grow so far past what you see in S1, and change and mature, and Heroes never could. It's disappointing.

This weekend was very disappointing. Saturday was the Applefest, which I always look forward to. It was way crowded, hot, and we didn't even get to go to the orchard. I had an attack of the frugals and didn't buy anything other than a caramel apple, and am now regretting it. Plus, it was the second day of my headache, which I could not get rid of.

Yesterday was day three of headache, which pretty much ruins everything. I couldn't read, watch TV, be on the computer, or go out, without feeling like I was going to die. Today it's gone, which is great, and I've gotten some stuff done, but I really don't want to sit and stare at a computer all day and type up my pages, which is what I had planned, for fear that it will bring the headache back.

I'm excited about Heroes tonight. What the hell? Where did that come from?

Wow! It's been a long time since I posted last! Up until two weeks ago, it would have been for lack of ANYTHING happening, but the end of August was very stressful and busy. My great aunt Mildred, my mom's aunt, has been in a nursing home for a very long time, but her health finally started going downhill about five years ago after she broke her hip. My mom got a call in the middle of the night almost three weeks ago, actually, now that I think about it, that Mildred had been taken to the hospital.

For ten days, or thereabouts, my mom was up at the hospital every day; the last couple days, up to fourteen hours at a time. Mildred never really regained consciousness, and finally passed away very peacefully last Saturday (it feels much longer ago than that). My other great aunt, Anna, came up to visit us for a week, and to come for the funeral. Anna is, I believe, 87, so it was...interesting. I'm not used to having house guests, especially when my mom had to get all the funeral arrangements ready, and I was put in charge of cleaning the house and preparing the food for the after-service get-together. But now everything's back to normal, and we can watch TV in the living room again.

August was bracketed by finding out that I didn't make the semis of both the Nicholls Fellowship and the Austin Film Festival, so that was depressing. And that was with my script I've worked on for two years, and have gone through seven drafts; I hold little hope for my BSG spec I sent in to ABC for their writing program, which was a rough first draft with some minor, quick polishing. So I'm going to write like the dickens, get some scripts in my pocket, and try to find an agent the old-fashioned way - query letters! Or something; I'll figure it out. But I do need a strong second script, and I'd spent all my time on the serial killer one, so I'll be getting cracking here soon.

Catherine, the pics in the banner up above are from promo photos from the new season. Look at how happy she is to see Bennet! Almost as happy as I am!

I know it's just because they're in alphabetical order, but I still like seeing Jack Coleman's name first in the credits.

Yeah. I mean, Bennet was my favorite character from like the second episode, but it's finally progressed into the usual "my show rises and falls with this character" obsession. Which should have been obvious from the get-go: morally ambiguous? Check. Deep love for someone? Check. Hot? Check. I have no depth in my TV loves, none whatsoever.

I was telling one of my students this, and she looked at me the way you look at people who say they write serial killers in prison, gasped, and said, "Oh, no, I HATE him." I told her I'd love him enough for the both of us.

(I may or may not be watching this fanvid several times a day. It's hard to say.)