For as long as I can remember, I’ve always loved TV. I can remember tuning into “Discovery ’66” over 45 years ago, and I’m not sure I’ve missed a day of TV since.
As far as tastes, I guess I’m more a drama, or at least “dramedy” fan than anything else. Give me a “Sopranos,” “Friday Night Lights,” or even “Parenthood” and I’m happy.
Which is why I’m still wrestling with Mad Men. By all accounts I should love that show. I mean the critics rave about it, Entertainment Weekly devoted their recent cover story to it,
it’s won a ton of Emmys, and I think it gets pretty good ratings.
So I really tried to like it. I think the actors are great, I like the production design, and on paper, the plots seem interesting.
Instead, I hate it. Well, not hate it, but I do think it’s incredibly slow-paced and, for lack of a better word: boring.
In fact, I’m wondering if this is the kind of show where people think they should like, and keep tuning in, thinking they’re missing something.
Well, I don’t you’re missing something. With everything it has going for it, the final result is just one long dull hour. In fact, if you want drinking, good-looking women, and corporate intrigue, add “Dallas” to your Netflix queue. You’ll be a lot more entertained.