Today is Monday, and I am officially kicking off Gunfighter's Review Week.
Gunfighter's review week? you say quizzically? Yes. This week... or maybe a little longer, I am going to post reviews of few television shows, movies, books and products that I have recently seen/read/purchased. The reason for this week is to share some things with you, and/or bloat my blog with more useless drivel as I write a new post about the Use of Taser devices in the law enforcement community (and this one is bound to really anger some folks... not that I have ever been one to shrink from that).
Oh, and guess what? I am about to unveil my new banner! It's gonna be really boss. So look for that before the end of the week!
OK, enough stalling... let's get it on! (said in the voice of Mills Lane, not Marvin Gaye, which would be totally inappropriate)
With the arrival of fall, we get the new crop of television shows that the networks hope that viewers will enjoy enough to boost their ratings so that they can sell more advertising time. As usual, there are good shows, so-so shows, and shows that are absolute crap. Let's talk about absolute crap today, shall we?
This show is (thankfully) a 30 minute sitcom that is about the post-divorce life of a 40 year old single mother, played by Courtney Cox. No, the show isn't about a plucky single mom, trying to get by after the bad MAN left her to support herself etc... Quite the opposite, the show is about a 40 year old woman who despairs at the loss of her twenties, and begins to desperately try and reclaim her youth.
There are so many problems with this show that I scarcely know where to start, but I'll give it a shot: In the first episode, Cox' character, Jules, starts the show with concerns about her body image.... really? Courtney Cox? C'mon. Next she is righteously indignant about the fact that her also divorced male neighbor is banging (yes, banging) a string of young one-night stands.
Jules has a (thankfully normal) teen-aged son painfully who gets through her sometimes bawdy, frequently drunken, and always embarrassing mid-life crisis-fueled behavior, by trying to ignore as much of it as he possible can. Sometimes with the help of his equally embarrassing, alimony-receiving father, who isn't particularly bright, nor talented, nor ambitious.
To this exciting mix, add Jules 40-something neighbor and best friend who is married, and has an infant whom she doesn't particularly like, who doesn't want Jules to go out and party with her young colleague, wishing instead that Jules would stay home and have movie nights (and wine) with her.
This show is horribly cliche, and not particularly well-done. I won't even talk about the empowerment of women (unless being pathetic is empowering these days. "See, it's not just men who can get laughs via promiscuity!"). It's silly. It's sad. It is just plain bad.
Hopefully, this show won't last through the end of the season... if you haven't seen it yet, don't waste your time.