I could be wrong but I don't think any of those are/were 20th shows. Most of them seem to be Touchstone or Universal.
'Destiny'
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[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
Watched The Inside with my sister-in-law last night. I forgot about the can of worms. "So how did you meet this guy?" "The internet?" "Are you dating?" "Why aren't you dating?" "Are you sure?" "So he's rich then?" "Oh." "So why aren't you dating?"
I have dreams that I'm with Tim or Joss or someother highly respected writer type all the time. Sometimes they are fictional. Sam and Toby from the West Wing are frequent.
They always give me assignments and I am scared to death that I won't be able to write them as well as they expect. It scares me.
I once dreamt Joss came to my house, and was a pain in the ass. I think I ended up telling him that, in the dream, and then I felt badly.
Allyson, try "Because he's an axe murderer." Show her the Angel snapshot.
This has probably been posted before, but when I was rewatching Wonderfalls the other day, I was amused that the song that kept playing through Pink Flamingos is the theme song to Veronica Mars.
This made me rewatch. I don't think I ever noticed that before, sj. Funny!
Made me think of G v. E, but I can't recommend that to anyone, since I found it boring.
you didn't even like the bit with Richard Brooks dancing on the hot floor, singing Matthew Wilder's "Break My Stride"?
you didn't even like the bit with Richard Brooks dancing on the hot floor, singing Matthew Wilder's "Break My Stride"?
Just never worked for me. Everything felt really flat and uncharismatic. And too self-conscious.
I caught one episode of G vs. E. during a marathon a couple months ago. It was kind of weird and offbeat, but it seemed like a fun show with a cool concept.
It's The Inside we're lacking.
And my brain too, apparently. Oops.
On the other hand, playing on the beach in Mexico rocks.