With a premise built on terminal cancer, rampant drug abuse,
violence, and constant emotional distress, you might wonder how 'Breaking Bad' has managed to take over my TV
as one of the most impressive and depressive shows on cable today. There are times I am so shocked by the way the
plot moves that I literally gasp, cover my eyes, and start trying to figure
out a way to forget that I ever heard the name "Walter White". Other times I find
myself feeling so sorry for Jesse Pinkman that I want to take him out of the
pit of despair he lives in, make him a nice warm meal, give him a hug, and tell
him I love him.
Yep, I'm in that deep.
The smart writing and tricky camera work force the actors to
climb out of their comfort zone and find a place to land that is more often
than not just as desperate and desolate as the desert they spend their days in.
As a Southerner who spent most of my life in the mountains, that landscape and
mind frame sound hot and uncomfortable, kind of like a really bad date at a
theme park.
Sadly, this is not the first time I managed to fall for the
bad boy - in this case we are talking TV Land in which the "bad boy"
is a mean, mad anti-hero and his sweet, sad sidekick. I can’t stop watching it,
even though instead of streaming it on Netflix as part of my bundle, I am forced
to buy this last season online just to keep up. Even ‘Mad Men’ didn’t hook me
that hard! Don’t get me wrong, it did its damage alongside other high-drama
shows such as ‘Six Feet Under’ and “The Wire’ which sucked me into their
twisted worlds and made mush of my heart. Though unlike those heavy hitters,
where I felt like I went through a horrible break up every season, and
especially when the show ended, I am ready for this one.
I love it, and I can’t get enough, but when I get to
the season finale of 'Breaking Bad', I will be ready to hear the words, "It's
not you it's me", and this time, I will actually believe them. Besides, I know
we will still be friends; I’ve bought them all on iTunes.
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