I just finished watching the latest episode of Two and a Half Men and I turned off the television and briefly contemplated taking a quick shower to wash it off. I can see why former series regular, Angus T. Jones lambasted the show as ‘filth’. I’m pretty forgiving when it comes to comedy, my only rule: be funny. I watched a man get is taint waxed, a women get drunk over an impending date and a straight man date a transgender female (that’s not the issue; I could care less), BUT IT WASN’T FUNNY. The writers play to the cheap seats, scraping the bottom of the barrel, like their digging for gold, but it’s not good. It’s not groundbreaking. It’s not even risque. It’s desperate. And then, I turned the television back on because Scandal was starting. And it was a good thing because I would have missed Joe Morton (aka Command) in a delicious scene, verbally ripping Fitz (Tony Goldwyn) a new one. It was so entertaining, I broke my promise to my husband to watch it with him. This is what skilled writing is: interesting characters in interesting situations and sometimes the situation doesn’t even matter. The contrast was so stark between the two shows, it startled me into writing for my neglected blog. : )
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