You may have remembered I ripped into the new TV show based on the Geico Caveman commercials a while back. And tonight, I actually decided to watch the thing. What did I think of it? Well, it wasn't Armageddon. God did not strike me down as I clicked "record" on my Tivo remote (but for some reason I felt like I was tempting fate). It was a pretty standard sitcom: three 20-somethings living in an apartment, getting into conflicts, holding a mirror up to society, etc. And there was not a laugh track, which earns major points for me. It was mildly entertaining, and I even chuckled a couple of times. But will I going to cry when they stop producing episodes because of the writer's strike? No. Am I going to be sad when it inevitably gets canceled because it's a flimsy premise for a TV show? Not really.
But, unlike the people who call the FCC when Janet Jackson's boob pops out, or make a stink when someone slips up and lets out an F Bomb, I respect its right to be on TV. That's the great thing about TV: there are so many channels, and if something upsets you, you can change the channel. Stupid people need shows to watch, too. We can't expect our nation's mediocre minds to follow the plot of Lost, or keep track of all the characters on Heroes (frankly I have trouble with both of those, too). And for those people, we have Cavemen, Mind of Mencia, and The View. So we should therefore have more shows with boob slips and casual swearing for those of us who are "mature" enough to handle it, because we have a right to have our shows, too.
I'm not sure if my argument made any sense, I've been expanding all my mental energy on a law memo. Let me know...
Judgment of Cavemen is reversed and remanded, with costs.
1 comments:
It makes perfect sense. That's why the remote control was invented. If you don't like something turn it off. I don't want the FCC or anybody else deciding what I watch.
Mr. D.
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