You need to understand that at the moment, the book is leaching all the clever out of me. Every day I sit down and open a Word document and then I put my hand flat against the screen and shut my eyes and I can feel bright lights flash and there’s this high-frequency sort of ringing noise and it goes on and on and then hours later I stagger away from the computer and six double-spaced pages print out. And then I’m useless. I will be for at least another week.
In the meantime, though, I guess you can read a bunch of my Television Without Pity recaps for shows you were lucky enough to never see. I’ll post annotated links to them all week.
First up (in no particular order): Glory Days. About seventy-three of you saw this when it originally aired on the WB in the spring of 2002. It’s kind of a shame the rest of you didn’t see it, because, in retrospect, it was a wonderfully sincere kind of awful. It was produced by Kevin Williamson, who’d first made a name for himself with the Scream movies and, for reasons I’ve never been able to fathom, really wanted to be David E. Kelley instead and make quirky, cleverish dramatic comedies instead of transcendent teen crap like Dawson’s Creek. Glory Days is the result of that confusion. Read the recaps Here.
(More later.)
