So, I have this totally uncharacteristic obsession with bad TV. I like to shrug it off and tell myself that I watch it because the melodrama is hilaaaarious, the characters absurd(!), but in the end… it’s not just an I’ll-watch-this-because-there’s-nothing-else-on sort of fascination. I actively seek this nonsense.
I resisted Grey’s Anatomy as long as I possibly could, which ended up being only a season and a half (I stayed strong throughout my senior year of high school but broke down with the pressure of dorm-wide viewing parties freshman year under the guise of being more social.) and have, to my everlasting annoyance, kept watching… even after everyone else seems to have let it go.
I got talked into Gossip Girl as well. At first, it was just a girls’ night trash fest sort of thing, but then I found myself renting all six DVDs of the second season in a matter of a week in order to watch the season three premiere in real time.
Probably my most innocent infatuation is with The Nanny. There are hours-long marathons on Nick At Nite to which I fall asleep on a frighteningly regular basis. I also invariably stop to watch every Fresh Prince I stumble upon.
Now, this sounds like I just watch TV on an endless loop, which is definitely not true. I like to think of myself as an intellectual, and I try to enrich my life with culture and art. But everyone has their crux, right?
Anyway. I said all of that to say that I have a new obsession (one that, despite the track record I’ve just described, is actually quite well done): Veronica Mars. It’s an unfortunate interest, because the show was canceled at the end of its third season and hasn’t aired for a few years now. I discovered all the episodes conveniently available to me courtesy Netflix Streaming and was, of course, immediately consumed.
The show is about Veronica Mars (Kristen Bell, who I know as Sarah Marshall), teen detective. She divides her time among school, helping her dad with his detective agency, and doing investigations of her own as most often commissioned by her high school classmates. The show starts out a little high-school-y and delves into a few sensational extremes, but there’s something charming about the quippy banter and keen sarcasm so rampant in the dialogue.
From what I’ve read, the show didn’t have the millions upon millions of viewers that broadcasting companies require to continue producing a show these days (which is ultimately why it was canceled), but the few million VM did manage to win over were impressively loyal. Upon the cancellation of the series, fans sent more than 10,000 Mars Bars to the CW, hoping that the network would reverse its decision and renew the series. The following clip is from the episode that inspired the grand gesture, entitled “Mars, Bars.”