So it may be because I'm becoming more and more like ABED from my new fave NBC show Community or because I want so desperately to find myself working in the wonderful world of television by year's end, but I have decided that the best way to begin looking back on my time here at USC as like a TV show.
No, I'm not crazy.
Its really reasonable when you think about it.
Each semester has really been its own "season", with characters and story arcs, a beginning, middle and end to each. There's been some cliffhanger endings, a few "twists", a fair share of good episodes (Remember the one when the gang went to Vegas?), and plenty of time on hiatus.
As with any TV show, the first few seasons were "the best" and fans will always look at seasons 1-3 as the only time the show was brilliant, but true fans of the show will know that the later seasons gave the writers a chance to further develop in-depth character arcs that really pushed the boundaries of the show.
There have been the same cast of characters for the most part, but a few new ones and a couple that left us all too soon. There's also been some notable guest stars. Critics still cry foul that the Emmys snubbed Derek Dion's guest spot in Season 2. Classic.
So here we are, the seventh and final season. Lots of questions to be answered, lots of storylines to wrap up, and -hopefully for fans -a few characters may come back.....who knows what surprises may lie ahead!
As far as a viewer/writer/producer for this show, I can't wait. There's a renewed energy to the show this season...the tired, uninspired writing of seasons 5 and 6 seem to be a distant memory now. The show is hoping to finish as strong as its started, no reason not to pull out all the stops, right?
Nobody wants to go down like LAW & ORDER and just abruptly end. I have a feeling that, like LOST, THE SOPRANOS, or THE WEST WING, the final season will really surprise people and keep interest right up until the end.
It. Had. Better.
...or else I'll go crazy by slowly losing touch with reality and slipping into a frightening abyss where there is no weather, only "The Weather channel", where Tivo sound effects pop up without a television in sight, where the real world and "The Real World" are indistinguishable from one another until the cops arrive at motel with a dead hooker floating face down in the pool while I get dragged away to Federal prison, clutching a bloodied remote control while screaming "I JUST WANTED TO CHANGE THE CHANNEL! I WANTED TO SEE IF CONAN WAS ON!"
Or...
maybe...
it's...
already...
begun.
[ pause ]
STAY TUNED!
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