Well, the notion of me being a taste maker in any way, shape or form is frankly hilarious, as is the notion that posting my TV viewing schedule counts as "content" borders on the laughable. However, as it was nearly a week in-between new posts last week, I can't be too choosy with regards to content, so for the benefit of . . .er . . .I think maybe one of you has genuinely asked me about this, I present to you the Witless Prattle Fall 2011 Viewer's Guide, or "what the kind of person who would write a blog like this watch when he's not blogging about the things he watches which are often TV shows but different."
Top Gear--I'm pretty sure we're rounding the corner on the latest series on BBC America, and this season has been a bit muted in terms of the crazy stunts I watch Top Gear for (no making cars into space shuttles, strapping rockets onto cars and firing them off ski jumps) and doesn't quite have the bite that it used to, but it's still fun and provides a nice palate cleanser for . . .
WWE Monday Night Raw--Hey, thanks CM Punk for demolishing the 4th wall there and triggering an angle that made my watching this show feel a lot less like inertia and more like something I've been genuinely engaged in. And true, two months after Punk's angle has gotten a little bit muddled, there's still some things to enjoy on the show, things like R-Truth's never-ending war against L'il Jimmy, the audience "what-ing" him, and spiders.
Sons of Anarchy--Thankfully, if the season premiere is any indication we're well out of the doldrums of Season 3, which featured a never-ending trek through Ireland and an equally never-ending game of hot potato with a baby. However, the show finally tied that up with a bow at the end of last season, and we seem to be getting back to normal: The Sons are an outlaw motorcycle club, typically up to its necks in things illegal and unethical, the police and the prime movers in the town want to stop them, but may or may not be more corrupt/dangerous than the Sons are.
Oh, and Peg Bundy plays (essentially) Lady Macbeth. You think about that.
Ain't nothin' happening on Wednesday, y'all.
It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia--Oh boy. I can't really adequately describe "Sunny" except as "5 crazy sociopaths are continually unleashed on the world, and boundary-melting hilarity ensues." "Sunny" ended last season on a tremendous high note with their "Lethal Weapon 5" parody last season, as well as that wonderfully blasphemous baby episode they did to close out the last series, I am looking forward to them pushing the boundaries of good taste and sanity ever further backwards this year.
Here's a taste of what I mean:
Archer--Speaking of a gaggle of psychopaths, Archer is back for a brief 3-episode series, but Archer is so witty (in a rather insane sort of way) which I am sure will be full of . . .well, they imploded all the Bond movie cliches a long time ago so, really, whatever they come up with is sure to be awesome. Oh, and Cheryl/Carol will probably get strangled or ask to be strangled sometime. Things just be that way on this show.
Here's what I mean (it's hellaciously NSFW):
Batman: The Brave and the Bold--Eventually Cartoon Network HAS to play those last few episodes, right?
Young Justice--New episodes of this at last, and maybe it'll finally kinda get somewhere. It's shown some promise (generally by being yet another DC cartoon which is altogether more enjoyable and makes better use of DC's accumulated mythos than, say DC Comics) but it's been awfully stingy about filling in its characters (some more than others) and getting this extended plot arc with the Light and everything moving at last. Oh, and the idea of kid superheroes as the JLA's black ops team is so very, very, silly. Still, this has a lot of potential, so I'm sticking around.
Thundercats--Holy crap, has this show been surprisingly good, and I'm not just saying that because they dropped in a reference to Silverhakws and Tigersharks two weeks ago. I'm really digging this show and its willingness to draw together the original's rather disparate ideas and turn it into a somewhat coherent mythology and managed to do all that while still managing to make entertaining done-in-one episodes, which is a model of serialisation so perfect I . . .shit, I'd almost forgotten what it was like seeing it done well.
Doctor Who--We've had two weeks of generally good episodes, and I think that's because we've resisted the theme for this season, which seems to be The Season Where Doctor Who Vanishes Up Its Own Asshole And By The Way You Guys River Song Is Fucken Awesome.
Honestly, the mid-season premiere was one of the most ungodly awful episodes of anything ever. Just really diabolical and an insult to every living creature on earth from protozoa on up.
I've grown to hate River Song, as she has turned into the most dreadful pet character of all times and yet gets applauded for doing the sort of shit that the same people would point and laugh at fanfic writers for doing and this gets a free pass. . .why, exactly?
Anyways, when the show is not the River Song show, it's been tolerable and occasionally even good. When it is the River Song show, it's like having someone pounding red-hot nails through your kneecaps while you get a catheter inserted. A catheter made of barbed wire and hate.
Can we pretty please tie up the whole River Song thing this series? Because this show is seriously on the fucking bubble.
Breaking Bad--Well, we're about wrapping up Season 4 here, and holy shit is this show darker than midnight in a coal mine. Not only has Walter White's ongoing descent into criminality wrought a terrible price on his soul and brought him ever closer to getting killed, but now he's family's deep into it and . . .well, there's not a hope in hell this ends well. It's not an easy series to watch, but it's consistently good, and really doesn't pull any punches.
Plus Mad Men's new season is still a few months away.
That's it for this season. If there is any call for this in the spring (I cannot for the life of me imagine there would be) I'll do it again, especially if I get hard up for content or feel like reminding everyone about my crappy taste in television.