The Boy and I have this knack for falling head-over-remote
in love with shows on network TV (yes, we recognize that that’s our first
mistake) that the suits fall just as quickly in “blah” with. So we watch, we
obsess, they cancel, and we mourn.
This cycle has been repeated so much that we think we
must have the Grim.
Below is a partial list of those shows we’ve loved and lost,
just so you know I’m for serious.
“Last Resort,” “Wonderfalls,” “Journeyman,” “Karen Sisco,”
“Alcatraz,” “Prime Suspect” (the NBC one with Maria Bello), “Terra Nova” (well,
I saw that one coming but I humored The Boy), “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip,” “Veronica
Mars,” “Pushing Daisies,” “Eli Stone,” “Miss Match,” “Reaper,” “Ringer” (OK, we
all know I was on my own there), “Firefly,” “Boomtown,” “Jake 2.0,” “Don’t
Trust the B--- in Apt. 23,” “Awake.”
So now I feverishly check up on our favorite shows of the
current season (the ones that haven’t already been cancelled, anyway) and start
getting really nervous every time we spend an hour (or maybe a half-hour) being
superbly entertained by something because it more than likely won’t exist to
entertain us next season. Because we liked it too hard, maybe? Like Lenny? And
someone from the networks had to pull the plug since we’ve both aged out of the
18-to-34 key demographic and therefore no longer matter?
So be fearful, fearless readers, if some of the things you
regularly add to your HuluPlus queue include “Happy Endings,” “Up All Night,” “Hannibal,”
“Community,” or “The Mindy Project” (OK, we all know I’m on my
own there). Because if we like it, and it’s not “Revolution” or “The Following,” its fate probably
hangs in the balance.
We apologize in advance.
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