Sudden Veer From Politics
<--- Meet Maxie Jones.
Poor Spinelli is in love with this most annoying voice in the world.
Okay, okay - so she's sort of a brilliant, Machiavellian female architect of the human spirit. Give her some credit while others keep getting killed off.
Once a bit-time player, flailing her smutty self around, interjecting her uninvited presence at Luke and Laura's "second" wedding by grabbing the bouquet.
Now all of a sudden, she's in 40 minutes out of every hour on "General Hospital," piling up the enmity.
I see crestfallen faces across a number of New York City intellectuals right now.
"This Creechman. One moment, so intelligent, quick, adept, alert, probing fundamental influences of history, well-versed, a geographic genius, but now..."
Why do I jerk you around the compass of my awareness with "General Hospital?"
Because it is sheer genius.
Fascinating how writers in this genre work. Yes, anyone who watches for a while must endure the repeated, manufactured discussions between characters rehashing recent history. This is necessary to hook new viewers into what is going on.
Takes about three days.
I find it quite amazing how they thread the plot lines. If some little story isn't working. Poof - the professor mysteriously disappears.
The family tree is a bramble bush more complicated than the Royal English Hierarchy.
So why do people get hooked? Can't be purely for the vagisil commercials.
Maybe, like your favorite radio person, a sense of connection stems from the day in, day out artificial relationships. An extension of what you experience in a movie theater.
I find it engaging, because it is pretty well done, and I'd love to throw in with those writers once in a while.
Also, it must be a frantic environment to pump this stuff out on cue cards five days per week. Too often, you can see the actors obviously reading cue cards over the shoulder of the person they are supposedly talking to. They don't have a thousand takes to get it perfect. In this respect, it resembles theater, a stage performance - and I like that "oh my God what do I say now?" reality.
Make no mistake about the pecking order. Charles Darwin never saw this set. We're talking about 25 "major" characters all wanting air time.
If you think I'm wasting my life with this drivel, you are probably right.
However, I will say that the reason I started watching "GH,", as in hitting "replay" on DVR each day after work while preparing dog dinner, is because Laura came back in October 2006.
That was important to me because "GH" was a big deal with my girlfriend in college, and I cling to fond memories of huddling uncomfortably with other sad-sack boyfriends behind the couch in the girls dormitory at the University of Texas each day at 2:00PM.
THE ENTIRE STUDENT POPULATION STRUCTURED THEIR CLASS SCHEDULES AROUND "GENERAL HOSPITAL."
It was that huge.
So with the help of TIVO, I returned to the fold, only briefly mind you, for the Luke & Laura reunion. Enchanting four weeks before she once again subsided into a coma.
So fine. It was all over then.
Except I would find myself at work, analyzing software error detection metrics, then right brain interrupts left to the echoes of "what kind of parents name their children Lucky and Lulu?, and how can Elizabeth be so hot?"
Comments
I was hooked from the 70's, lost track of it temporarily, got back on in the 80's, and haven't really watched it since the early 90's. I remember when Scotty and Laura were together and Luke came into the picture. I loved Anna and Mack. It's just been too long now for me to readjust to some of the new faces, plus I don't wanna get started on it for another decade!
Posted by: susan | July 27, 2008 8:20 AM
Thanks for your support.
I made it through the concert....by hiding in my office and listening to Charlie Parker and Maynard Ferguson.
And, Yes, she IS the daughter of one hit wonder Billy Ray Cyrus. Who also plays her Father on her show.
Posted by: kim | July 27, 2008 9:22 AM
it is more addictive than cocaine. Don't sniff it.
Posted by: Creechman
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July 27, 2008 9:28 AM