Chugs is out with the measles this week, so I’m filling in. I decided to approach from a different angle, though. I hate movie theaters; the crowds, the sticky floors, the Mormon “Foundation for a Better Life” commercials and the crappy movies have left my fiancé and I bunkered down in our living room like Adolf and Eva. The screen and sound always work, the food’s cheaper and tastes like actual periodic elements and television is actually improving.
Now that reality television has finally hit rock bottom (Flava Flav? Really?), the networks we’ve come to loathe are premiering quality scripted shows again. Well, except CBS, which still hasn’t recovered since Nash Bridges ended. Or ABC, which still believes TGIF was its greatest contribution to American society. Or NBC. Fox is still “eh”: no longer the maverick network of the 80s and 90s, they rely too heavily on their established cartoon staples, which haven’t been novel in at least three years.
No, network television has only two balls in its sack these days: FX and the CW. The Guys are huge fans of FX’s Rescue Me and are known for singing the Von Bondies sober or blacked-out. The other network, CW, launched Kevin Smith’s new television series on Tuesday, Reaper.