Jetée

For the best show on television for the past several seasons, (arguably) I really find it quite ironic that it still generates so little buzz anywhere (namely, for instance, here) but in certain other pockets (read as: discerning individuals and professional critics of which I don't know/care about) it is the best televised drama since The Sopranos (I think that's what they're saying).

Anyway, the season finale was stupendously-gripping, as per usual. What amazes me about this show is the ability to seem utterly ordiniary one moment, if not actually boring, then all of a sudden, having you crying Oh My God! like a lilting fangirl (allegedly; I have no idea what the practice of fangirls/boys are) at what dramatic turn of event just occurred on-screen. It's the ability to use those honest scenes and actually turn them on their head to build into something magnificently-engaging and mind-blowing that is so entrancing. I've honestly gotten into the habit of re-watching the encores every single time they come up, just to see what little nuance I might have missed that makes the next scene all the better.


I'm definitely going to be feeling a void on Sunday nights now (up until the new season of Dexter, that is).
Alright, that's it for my little rasing of awareness commentary to a series that is evidently niche in the TFP.

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