And there was a keg in it and that's all I remember.
Fun episode! Genius work by Bill! Non-Alcoholic Beer drunkenness!
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And there was a keg in it and that's all I remember.
Fun episode! Genius work by Bill! Non-Alcoholic Beer drunkenness!
Yeah, that episode was awesome. Jesus is just alright with me, after all.
Jesus is just alright with me, after all.
That's when I really fell for Millie.
She had me at "I'm going to stay sober and have more fun than anybody here."
I should probably get that, but I'm trying to cut back on the Netflix, you know. You guys are not helping.
That's when I really fell for Millie.
That was a nice episode, but IMO the episode with Linda Cardinelli's bad trip and Millie and the basset hound is what really seals the deal. Anyone who doesn't fall right down to worship at the shrine of Millie after that episode is made of stone.
I may be alone in thinking that Apatow's work has gotten steadily stronger, and that F&G just screams "BEHOLD MY FIRST-TIME WRITER UBERREALISM!!" in a way that completely negates any real realism the show may have had.
How does uberrealism negate real realism?
Random guy: Do you wanna beer?
Millie: No, thank you. I'm high on life.
How does uberrealism negate real realism?
I probably phrased that wrong -- the vibe I get from the show is that it's really really trying to be realistic. And the "trying too hard" vibe, for me, gets in the way of the show's actually being realistic. I found it too self-aware to be successful.
That is what I think about Six Feet Under. Not that I didn't enjoy the season-worth I watched...they're all great actors and everything, but sometimes it felt like "Wow, aren't we deep? Making so much of this glass breaking on the kitchen floor." or whatever.And I wish Mama Fisher could have met a Hecubus and gotten a haircut from this decade.