Where you lead I will Follow...
Dec. 25th, 2016 07:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nyykiI blame Amy Sherman Paladino.
I'm a huge Gilmore Girls fan, and have been for a long time. And that kept going after I lost my sight, because the show is dialog heavy and doesn't do much with visual only stuff. So when I heard that Netflix was doing a four part mini-season of 90 minute (or more) episodes based on the seasons I was Snoopydancing. Because the show was about more than people with the last name of Gilmore, much like how The Simpsons deals with more than Marge and her children both minors and major.
The Netflix shows were all I could expect. It was a bit weird having a WB logo on them, but Netflix's policy of descriptive tracks for their productions almost across the board for the last couple of years meant I could catch the few things the words wouldn't tell me. And it was so right -- the feel of the shows, the music, the quirky small town characters, all of it. So for the more than six hours I was back enjoying something I remembered from before I lost my sight and one of my anchors as I went through the experience and beyond.
The story progressed through the episodes and as it headed for the end I started to feel that if this was the end of it for good I could live with that, and it was a fitting tie-up to a beloved series. Just about every one of the cast returned, including some very minor characters, and it was fun, pop referential, and also a logical extension of where we left the characters in 2007. Though Edward Herrman was unable to reprise his role as Richard Gilmore (After all, this isn't The Walking Dead) due to his demise, he loomed huge in the story, in one case literally.
But as I said, I was ready to put a bow on it and put it in for processing into long term memory.
And then, as it should, it ended with a conversation between Lorelei and Rory, a sort of summing up. And the good feelings continued. Until Rory closed out the Fall episode with two words.
And everything changed. Now I want more. I want a resolution to those two words. And I'm hoping a very large number of people watch it, so Netflix will order another season. Because those two words are going to need at least a season to resolve.
I was ready to sit back and let it end. But not anymore. And I blame Amy Sherman Paladino.
I'm a huge Gilmore Girls fan, and have been for a long time. And that kept going after I lost my sight, because the show is dialog heavy and doesn't do much with visual only stuff. So when I heard that Netflix was doing a four part mini-season of 90 minute (or more) episodes based on the seasons I was Snoopydancing. Because the show was about more than people with the last name of Gilmore, much like how The Simpsons deals with more than Marge and her children both minors and major.
The Netflix shows were all I could expect. It was a bit weird having a WB logo on them, but Netflix's policy of descriptive tracks for their productions almost across the board for the last couple of years meant I could catch the few things the words wouldn't tell me. And it was so right -- the feel of the shows, the music, the quirky small town characters, all of it. So for the more than six hours I was back enjoying something I remembered from before I lost my sight and one of my anchors as I went through the experience and beyond.
The story progressed through the episodes and as it headed for the end I started to feel that if this was the end of it for good I could live with that, and it was a fitting tie-up to a beloved series. Just about every one of the cast returned, including some very minor characters, and it was fun, pop referential, and also a logical extension of where we left the characters in 2007. Though Edward Herrman was unable to reprise his role as Richard Gilmore (After all, this isn't The Walking Dead) due to his demise, he loomed huge in the story, in one case literally.
But as I said, I was ready to put a bow on it and put it in for processing into long term memory.
And then, as it should, it ended with a conversation between Lorelei and Rory, a sort of summing up. And the good feelings continued. Until Rory closed out the Fall episode with two words.
And everything changed. Now I want more. I want a resolution to those two words. And I'm hoping a very large number of people watch it, so Netflix will order another season. Because those two words are going to need at least a season to resolve.
I was ready to sit back and let it end. But not anymore. And I blame Amy Sherman Paladino.
