Sitting down to watch homegrown drama is fraught with the negative reinforcement of many earlier disappointments and – let’s be honest – more than a smidgen still of cultural cringe, all of this tempered by the hope that a) the show’s maybe even half as good as our favourite, and b) we can enjoy it at some (any) level rather than endured as some kind of national duty.
I’ve huzzahed those that we’ve enjoyed. And I haven’t named names of those we haven’t – hey, I’d like to keep my options open on working in this town, thank you very much.
There were some New Zild titles I looked forward to last year:
— The uninspiringly titled This is Not My Life sits unwatched on the harddrive – pushed aside I suspect by the international film fest, getting The Goddess hooked on The Wire, and feeding another addiction
— Go Girls‘ second season came and went unwatched – but again: thank goodness for voluminous harddrives.
— Yes, it was Outrageous Fortune‘s final season, but we’d tried the series way back when and we hadn’t clicked. (Snippets caught in the intervening five years whilst channel-surfing have provided intriguing glimpses of the chances they’ve taken – chances I’d like to watch; luckily the local have the full run.)
— I have seen something homegrown: I’ve finally just started watching Rural Drift – it jumps the abovementioned queue ’cause there’s personal connections there.
Sooo… what’s there to look forward to this year?
There’s The Almighty Johnsons but I’m struck by the similarity of it’s promotional photo with another production’s pic I bitched about, and I’m not talking about the trees.
… Um.
There was a point to this post.
Can’t for the life of me remember it now.
