Been watching Deep Space 9. I’m in the middle of S5 now, after sort of fizzling out during the original run in the 90s. I still haven’t decided if I like Avery Brooks as an actor. I like Ben Sisko more than Jonathan Archer, though. I can tell you that. Archer was a terrible character and Bakula rarely helped me like him more.
Also keeping up with Agatha All Along, which is a bit slight but has a very good command of mood and a likeable cast. I understand they made it on a budget as well, in which case good for them. It’s telling a story that works with the resources available.
My kid got too fixated on her crappy magical-girl animes during breakfast, so now I pick what’s on while she eats and I make her lunch. I picked Gravity Falls, but it turns out she likes it. Apparently Zoomers and late millennials made lots of memes about it, so she already knew shit I didn’t.
The wife and I are almost through Call the Midwife, which is proof that the BBC is wise not to let most shows outstay their welcome, both because it’s a bad idea generally and because they’re terrible at it in particular. It’s not quite hate-watching, but the eyerolling and our constant disappointment at
spoiler
Sister Monica Joan’s insistence on remaining alive
has become a large component of the fun. Also, wanting to punch Dame Vanessa Redgrave in the face upon hearing her barf out another increasingly random emotional voiceover is probably not a good headspace to be in.
Been watching Deep Space 9. I’m in the middle of S5 now, after sort of fizzling out during the original run in the 90s. I still haven’t decided if I like Avery Brooks as an actor. I like Ben Sisko more than Jonathan Archer, though. I can tell you that. Archer was a terrible character and Bakula rarely helped me like him more.
Also keeping up with Agatha All Along, which is a bit slight but has a very good command of mood and a likeable cast. I understand they made it on a budget as well, in which case good for them. It’s telling a story that works with the resources available.
My kid got too fixated on her crappy magical-girl animes during breakfast, so now I pick what’s on while she eats and I make her lunch. I picked Gravity Falls, but it turns out she likes it. Apparently Zoomers and late millennials made lots of memes about it, so she already knew shit I didn’t.
The wife and I are almost through Call the Midwife, which is proof that the BBC is wise not to let most shows outstay their welcome, both because it’s a bad idea generally and because they’re terrible at it in particular. It’s not quite hate-watching, but the eyerolling and our constant disappointment at
spoiler
Sister Monica Joan’s insistence on remaining alive
has become a large component of the fun. Also, wanting to punch Dame Vanessa Redgrave in the face upon hearing her barf out another increasingly random emotional voiceover is probably not a good headspace to be in.