There seems to be much fandom angst and legitimately hurt feelings, even scary, nasty stuff that goes beyond that, and I'm so sorry. The only analogy I can think of is that when someone says, "This hurts," then the proper response is not to say "No, it doesn't," but to shut up and listen. Funny, but for a bunch of creative people who routinely crawl out of our own skin-bags to drive around in someone else's skull and get the neurons going, we're not always the best listeners.
So teach me, shake up my assumptions. I'm all padded up with privilege like that Michelin guy.
I watch too much TV, even my similes reflect this.
The rest of this post is meaningless.
Heroes: I adore this show because Mr. Romany adores it. This counts for a heck of a lot because this is the closest we'll ever come to being fannish together. That said, there's a lot to adore about it. Much love for all the characters, although I'm not emotionally invested in the season's new ones. Claire is made of win. I'm sad that they killed off D.L. (And why? In the alternate timeline, he survived the Kirby Plaza showdown.) I want Peter's hair back. And I want to know if skeery Ma Petrelli has any powers, as well as the whole backstory to that whole group.
Bones: I missed last season due to scheduling conflicts, but I haven't found myself too confused so far.
Bionic Woman: Okay, so this isn't the best hour on TV, but I'm willing to give it a shot. The femslash! zomg! I like my femslash like I like my slash and het, angsty and bondy and redemptive.
Mad Men: This is so riveting. I'm hooked. And I'm really into Peggy.
Supernatural: Kick-ass demon girl! I miss Meg. But this one (Ruby? *confused*), what does she want? Sam! And she's not necessarily evil. I love it when this show goes into the gray areas. Like last season, when the Reaper girl in the hospital *may* have been a guiding light rather than a scary thing to be avoided.
Moonlight: The cheesiest thing that ever cheesed. But I like it and I'm unabashed about this. For some reason this makes me want to go back and write that Angel/Kate story, post-"Epiphany" AU, where Angel goes off with Kate instead and they travel from town to town fighting crime and collapse exhausted in seedy motel rooms with an overhead fan. Just saying.
I'm not caught up on Journeyman or Friday Night Lights, so nothing to say as of yet, but soon.
Okay, enough about me. How are you?