Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Finally finished a very long project at work, a 38k-word document that took 60 hours to complete. Now I can focus on True Colors for the rest of the month.
I finished watching the final three episodes of season 2 of House of Cards. A mixed bag for me. Some of the subplots were strange and not very interesting. Also, I always find it hard to stay interested in a story when none of the characters are likable. I'm not rooting for anyone in HoC. The president is so weak in the second half of season two, and FU is so obviously villainous. Half the time, I had to turn off my brain and try to enjoy the good parts, which are good when the show is believable. Are elected officials really that uptight about marriage counseling? They should be worried if they haven't had counseling. Finding a great counselor who doesn't mess around and offers the kind of sage advice that cannot be gained on one's own is perhaps one of the greatest gifts an adult can bestow upon himself or herself. The notion that counseling is bad or a sign of instability is such an incredible joke to me. In fact, the opposite is true. Someone who thinks they're beyond any kind of individual reflection is in all likelihood someone who has more hidden problems and issues than one might think. Human beings are unbelievably complicated, and all that childhood noise never goes away, no matter how hard you try. Like our bones, it's there for good, and any adult past the age of 40 who thinks they don't need a tuneup from an objective third party is dilutional. You can't recover from your demons/addictions/dark side. You can only manage it. The lesson in House of Cards is...well, I'm not sure there's any lesson at all, other than writing and storytelling that isn't at the same level as Mad Men, Dexter, The Sopranos, and the first three seasons of Six Feet Under. Now that Frank is president, I hope things pick up and the subplots tighten.
Finally finished a very long project at work, a 38k-word document that took 60 hours to complete. Now I can focus on True Colors for the rest of the month.
I finished watching the final three episodes of season 2 of House of Cards. A mixed bag for me. Some of the subplots were strange and not very interesting. Also, I always find it hard to stay interested in a story when none of the characters are likable. I'm not rooting for anyone in HoC. The president is so weak in the second half of season two, and FU is so obviously villainous. Half the time, I had to turn off my brain and try to enjoy the good parts, which are good when the show is believable. Are elected officials really that uptight about marriage counseling? They should be worried if they haven't had counseling. Finding a great counselor who doesn't mess around and offers the kind of sage advice that cannot be gained on one's own is perhaps one of the greatest gifts an adult can bestow upon himself or herself. The notion that counseling is bad or a sign of instability is such an incredible joke to me. In fact, the opposite is true. Someone who thinks they're beyond any kind of individual reflection is in all likelihood someone who has more hidden problems and issues than one might think. Human beings are unbelievably complicated, and all that childhood noise never goes away, no matter how hard you try. Like our bones, it's there for good, and any adult past the age of 40 who thinks they don't need a tuneup from an objective third party is dilutional. You can't recover from your demons/addictions/dark side. You can only manage it. The lesson in House of Cards is...well, I'm not sure there's any lesson at all, other than writing and storytelling that isn't at the same level as Mad Men, Dexter, The Sopranos, and the first three seasons of Six Feet Under. Now that Frank is president, I hope things pick up and the subplots tighten.
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