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Mis--Ugly Betty
Oct. 22nd, 2007 10:34 amWe need an Ugly Betty group viewing. I've got the whole first season now on DVD, and am catching up with Mr. Snuffy.
This is series is not Ibsen, and I don't buy the quick emotional growth and enlightenment of Betty's boss Daniel. And White Castle would never swing a deal.
But it is honest, in an Alice in Wonderland way, about the truth of friendships and relationships and..."workships". The series reminds me that we rarely grow much beyond junior high in our relationships with people.
Actually, it's echoing Pratchett, which I'm reading right now. I just finished Mort.
Discworld and Betty both start out fast and funny, with emphasis on surprises and very light sips of societal observations.
But somewhere after the first few books/episodes, you find deeper draughts of human desires, hurts and questions where you don't expect them.
Well, if nothing else, there's a lovely Scottish accent in the offices of Mode magazine.
And, the acid trip of individual fashion statements will have you gasping, giggling, or grasping for the color adjustment on the remote. Between 5th avenue and Queens (the borough, dears) fashion mavens, it's a sight.
This is series is not Ibsen, and I don't buy the quick emotional growth and enlightenment of Betty's boss Daniel. And White Castle would never swing a deal.
But it is honest, in an Alice in Wonderland way, about the truth of friendships and relationships and..."workships". The series reminds me that we rarely grow much beyond junior high in our relationships with people.
Actually, it's echoing Pratchett, which I'm reading right now. I just finished Mort.
Discworld and Betty both start out fast and funny, with emphasis on surprises and very light sips of societal observations.
But somewhere after the first few books/episodes, you find deeper draughts of human desires, hurts and questions where you don't expect them.
Well, if nothing else, there's a lovely Scottish accent in the offices of Mode magazine.
And, the acid trip of individual fashion statements will have you gasping, giggling, or grasping for the color adjustment on the remote. Between 5th avenue and Queens (the borough, dears) fashion mavens, it's a sight.
