My feelings exactly mirror hers. Can’t wait!
My balls are called Alcatraz because they’re a tourist attraction.
As good a time as any because 500 Days of Summer is finally out in theaters.
Oh man, I totally spaced on this. Whoops. Happy belated 123456789 moment!
“Nick” in TV Guide’s Ask Matt rant/rave/questions roundup on Pushing Daisies’ untimely cancellation on ABC.
I highly recommend reading the whole roundup because it contains possibly the most fair, levelheaded, and reasonable discussion of show-canceling politics I read anywhere.
“Nick”—no last name given—doesn’t blame the low-brow nature of today’s TV series and reality shows, but rather the stupid people who choose to watch, and thus support, these inane, juvenile ‘other’ shows. It isn’t the fault of the networks if they’re just producing and greenlighting reality shows and other forms of cheap entertainment when that’s exactly what are attracting viewers and their valuable eyeballs. You can’t blame the networks for canceling our great but hardly watched shows to make room for dimwitted but eyeball-friendly shows when we the viewers—as a whole at least—actually seem to prefer the latter? And as Nick so succinctly writes, that’s what’s saddest and scariest of all.
Oh, Pushing Daisies, you are such a fantastic show. Watching you makes me realize:
A. I have a strong craving for some delicious pie now,
B. Anna Friel (‘Lonely Tourist’ Charlotte “Chuck” Charles) is beyond adorable and I totally have a crush on her, and
C. My hatred for networks canceling good shows now extends beyond just FOX, it now includes ABC. Bunch of idiots.
- Ned: You’re the only one for me.
- Charlotte “Chuck” Charles: I know you feel that now, but… there are things you want. There are things we both want.
- Ned: So? Everyone wants stuff. We wake up everyday with a list of wishes a mile long, and maybe we spend our lives trying to make those wishes come true but just because we want them doesn’t mean we need them to be happy.
- Charlotte “Chuck” Charles: What do you need to be happy?
- Ned: [smiling slightly] You.