November 1, 2007

DR. SEUESS DIDN'T WRITE EPICS, FOR GOOD REASON:

Pushing Daisies: A show that will either annoy or enchant you (Troy Patterson, Oct. 31, 2007, Slate)

Is the fact that Pushing Daisies (ABC, Wednesdays at 8 p.m. ET) ranks as the biggest critical hit of the fall season a tribute to its fluorescent charms or proof of the prefabricated drabness of the competition? While any number of shows look like every other show, this one—call it a magical-realist comedy or fabulistic crime procedural—has been crafted to look like nothing else. It's a breath of fresh air even for those of us who find our allergies stimulated by the countless particles of whimsy suspended in its thick atmosphere. Seeking to fashion the raw materials of indie quirk into a broadly ingratiating swath of pop fairy tale, Pushing Daisies teams with honeybees and fireflies, twins and doubles, spiffy '50s nostalgia, and winsome evergreen melancholy.

It's a great looking show and if Jim Dale just read the phone book for an hour it would be better than most of what's on television, but, like many of the modern shows that try telling a story instead of just setting up a situation and playing off it, you have trouble seeing how they get a number of seasons, or even one full one, out of the plot. And I can't be the only person (guy) in America thinking: ditch the dead chick and snag the waitress.

Posted by Orrin Judd at November 1, 2007 2:40 PM
Comments

It must be a guy thing.

Posted by: erp at November 2, 2007 1:12 PM

Haven't seen it; don't intend to; it annoys me.

Posted by: Genecis at November 3, 2007 4:22 PM
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