Monday, October 02, 2006

mmm, devilish. call me aroused.

I just finished watching the Showtime debut of the new series Dexter.

A mini review: The premium broadcasting spectrum has been leveled. Dexter confirms that groundbreaking, mesmerizing television is Showtime's new standard, and proves the network deserves HBO-esque acclaim (and expectations) for its original programming. The provocative series, a delightfully black-humored crime drama about a forensic scientist closet serial killer, will disgust, disturb, and offend many. And that's a shame because conservative morals, sensitivity on steroids, will likely afford ratings that'll kill this series like underappreciated gems Huff and Arrested Development. If only Dexter could address his real life detractors, the kinda-funny-but-kinda-pathetic close-minded critics who go beyond criticizing content to directly condemning fans (scroll down to the bottom of the MetaCritic reviews). And, really, ultimately, just not gettin' it.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Breaking down some reefa
Rolling up a sweeta
Riding through the streeta
Cheifing like heata
Reefa got me nizzoid
All because them blue boys
Searching by the nickel
Breath smell liqour
Mane it's project pata
Playa from the sizouth
Always pack the gata
Gold teeth in my mizouth
Hustle for the cheatah
Trying to make it betta
You respect the man
Or youse gets a bloody sweata"

Wednesday, October 04, 2006  
Blogger Mr. Pibba said...

thanks for that...i can hear it playing in my head, just what I need after a long day.

Thursday, October 05, 2006  

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