Color Changing Click

Karl Rove and the NBA.

The Fuck Is You High?

Finally catching up with the Wire Season One after plowing through the other 3 seasons first illustrates why this show isn't more popular. Despite its great acclaim, the first season is significantly less sophisticated and dense than subsequent ones. It's poorly written (each scene is guaranteed to have at least one remedial, 15-line expository monologue--watch it again), distractingly theatrical in its dialog and blocking (and in this way not unlike its nearly unwatchable precursor, The Corner, HBO's 6 episode miniseries about addicts starring Charles S. Dutton). The whole thing feels like a 21st century Theodore Dreiser, which would be cool but, like that moment passed a hundred years ago dude.



On the otherhand, I'm still pitching underhand: Season 4 makes such gigantic leaps that it's not hard to doubt that a hundred years from now, letters will be making use of its brilliant revision of the bildungsroman. Grinding, deflating, yet completely emotionally fulfilling.

This is NBA related. Yes, ladies and gents, because that description doubles as my take on your 2006-2007 Orlando Magic:





p.s. shaq is still bullshit.