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Into the Confessional


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I've been seeing someone. Actually a high school girl. Well, she is about to graduate, but I've been seeing her for three seasons now (She was a Sophomore at Sunnydale HS when she first was introduced)

Yeah, I'm in love with Buffy, the vampire slayer.

Why does this young, fierce demon warrior appeal to a queer, peace-loving Quaker? No clue. Perhaps I feel drawn to her female superpowers along with her saucy sarcasm.

Yes, the show is cheesy. The plots barely hold together. The effects are laughable. But something draws me.

I stacked my Netflix queue with Buffy episodes, four to a disc, and I long ago succumbed to watching all four episodes in a single sitting, even if it keeps me up until 2AM.

Salmon Rushdie, when he appeared at the CT Forum in Hartford, remarked that the TV sitcom is a unique genre where we live with characters for years and see them develop, grow, change. They become part of our lives.

Although I don't own a TV, somehow Buffy found me, and serves as my current patron saint of corny yet moving story lines digitally displayed on my iBook.

I fear that after season three, things will do downhill. I already know that Angel and Cordelia will leave, Willow becomes more and more ethereal, and at some point the writers insert Buffy's formerly unmentioned younger sister, (in hopes of wooing a fading teen audience--the Scrappy Doo of Buffy—always a bad sign)

But for now, Buffy, provides refreshing entertainment and an odd sense of comfort.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Peterson, we are sisters in Buffy-dom! I, too, have been partaking of the Buffy. I've just started season 4 and have queued up Angel season 1 at Netflix. I didn't know about the Scrappy-sister, but I have heard that at some point Willow becomes a lesbian, and that one upcoming ep is a Hollywood musical!
Sweet. I am on the final disk of season three (season four is all in the queue). I LOVED the episode with Willow's evil twin when they created the temporal fold. Fun and profound all in one.
Anonymous said…
Keep watching! I started watching them last year on FX...they air 2 episodes a day in chronological order. I have since seen them all at least 3x's, and I now TiVo them each day...and they're still the first thing I watch when I get home.

I promise you will not be disappointed as they go on. Sure, there's the occasional misstep of an episode, but overall....they grow and unfold in ways you'll have a hard time tearing your eyes from. My love for all of them only grew w/ time.
Junkie, okay, now you have me anticipating the next few seasons. I acutally don't have TV, let alone TiVo, so I'm all about NetFlix feeding my habit.

Goodness with TiVo I'd NEVER get to sleep!

Have you gotten into the Angel series? Does anyone recommend it?
Jennifer said…
Television series, similar to soap operas, sequential and soemtimes hilarious, but all tied together.
I'm not a Buffy fan, and I've seen Angel only a few times in my life. I'm the hardcore CSI and Law & Order fan. The life of forensic analysists in the city morgues and cops on the streets solving crimes. Yummy. Just like reading Pet Sematary by Stephen King. Yeah, he lives about 15 minutes from me, and I even know where his house is.
Anonymous said…
You're late to the party, but welcome anyway. I've been into Buffy since 1998, and the show is taking on a whole new resonance as my daughter hits teendom. I think watching Willow gave her a little more confidence in her own coming out.

Dawn is not a big deal, and I like her a lot as her arc progresses.

We lost our WB feed in mid season 2 with Angel, so I can only recommend with reservations. He was never my favorite. (I'm a Giles chick) But i got a kick out of the Episode "Smile Time."

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