If nothing else, The Ghost Whisperer has made me more appreciative of other, better shows. That’s something, I guess.
It’s impossible to write anything about the movie itself without wallowing in spoilers, so here are some random notes on the preview-watching experience.
Do I really need to post something about this show?
Three takes on making the world a better place: the saccharine, the salty, and the acidic.
It’s too early to say for sure, but it doesn’t feel like any of these shows have captured the unconventional, genre-busting Lostyness of Lost. But zombies will trump fish-people or body snatchers any day of the week.
Dennis Hopper realizes what a bad show he’s on, and delivers his laughably awful lines with his usual gusto.
The networks keep pumping out legal dramedies, and I keep watching them, possibly as some sort of penance for unspecified sins.
CBS and Fox must have been playing some weird game of one-upmanship when developing How I Met Your Mother and Kitchen Confidential.
If there’s any potential for the show, it’s in the cast.
If you’re going to ask me to follow your characters through twenty-some-odd years of their lives, then you need to give those characters some potential and set up stories for them that are more than just the chaff lying around on the floor of a daytime soap’s writers room.