But first: apparently, I have an Internet kindred spirit on Cracked! OK, so what do I mean by a “story about storytelling”? There are lots of stories in which characters tell stories to one another, from the trivial type like, “Let me fill you in on the entire plot up…
Around this time last year, I made a list of 10 things I’d learned during 2009, and, at the end, I appended a list of 10 things I hoped to learn during 2010. Well, 2010’s been and gone, which means it’s time to see how I did. As a wise…
Dear TV producers, writers, showrunners, etc., Although I don’t watch much of your work lately* (sorry, it’s not you, it’s me), I noticed that you have a problem that seems to span genres, timeslots, and ratings. Eventually, the premise of your long-running series gets stale; you feel like you’ve done…
If your high school English class was similar to mine, you probably learned something about The Great Chain of Being. This, we were taught as we drummed impatiently on our copies of whatever Shakespeare play happened to be on the curriculum this year, was an Elizabethan concept of the order…
Normally, I post about trivial things, like thoughts on books, movies, and video games I happen to experience, or photos of things I’ve been doing, or rants about ideas and fan reactions encountered while watching House, M. D. Occasionally, I post my musings about more important things, like religious, philosophical,…
I finally figured out my vicious TV-show circle, prompted, as I often am, by House, M. D.. However, this wasn’t prompted in my usual there-was-a-theme-or-storytelling-choice-on-House-that-made-me-think-of-themes-or-storytelling-choices-in-general way. Instead, I realized: I don’t want to watch this show any more. And then I wondered why.
After I noticed my sister reading it (thanks, Deb), I picked up The Narcissism Epidemic: Living in the Age of Entitlement, by Jean M. Twenge and W. Keith Campbell, two psychologists. While I thought the authors had many intriguing points, and of course it was worth the read to get…
So a comment on last week’s blog entry (thanks, Diana) got me thinking, although maybe not in the way its author intended (sorry, Diana). She asked, via my Facebook feed of this blog, “…have you watched 30 Rock at all? I’d be interested on your take of the female characterization…
… and everybody who’s anybody is in love with her. (No, I’m not talking about Smurfette*.)
Ga ga ooh la la… Okay, so without condemning or praising this development, and acknowledging that I’m judging based only on the first couple episodes of the season, one of my favourite shows has suddenly shifted emphasis from mystery to romance. This seems to have split fans down the middle.…