|Mad Men season five starts tomorrow (via)|
|Sally Draper: Not mad, and not men, but awesome (via)|
First and foremost, I will always appreciate Mad Men's existence for the simple fact that it paved the way for Breaking Bad, the best show on television today. Its success helped reinforce AMC's dedication to original programming.
In the past, I've made attempts to watch this show - failed attempts caused partly to the late night nature of the marathons on AMC before I owned a DVR and partly because season one is bad* and sleep inducing. But since a friend owned the entire series on DVD, I was able to rededicate an effort to get caught up. After all, Mad Men has won 4 Emmys for Best Drama (placing it in a tie for most all time with Hill Street Blues, L.A. Law and West Wing). Note: all four shows can be considered workplace dramas.
*Season one is bad. People got ultra sucked in by the retro of it, the setting's authenticity, the gloss of a partially unknown but always respected era. It was glimpses of this first season that fueled my adamant stance against watching the show. Often, I would launch into my crude impression of every episode when someone (especially a coworker) wanted to know why I didn't watch it. The impression was just me picking up my phone and barking orders to an imaginary secretary named Trixie for scotch and smokes. After watching all of season one, I stand my the claim. For your review, a one line summary of each episode as viewed by the objectification of women referred to as "Trixie."
- Trixie needs to show her legs
- Lie down Trixie and tell the shrink all your problems
- Where is Trixie walking, hopefully to get that Sara Lee from the freezer
- Daddy doesn't love you, but loves Trixie
- Trixie best not gossip about boss' privates
- Trixie needs help getting zipped up
- Burning the midnight oil is bad for Trixie's skin
- How do you like your scotch Trixie
- Trixie get your gun
- Double the Trixie double the fun
- Trixie likes the vibration sensation
- It's not fair, Trixie
- Congratulations, twice, for Trixie
|Sally Draper - respect (via)|
Thankfully I was not watching live at the end of Season 3, for its season finale was one of the more exciting well paced hours of the show - and a beautiful set up for Season 4. I would not have been able to handle that hiatus (which wasn't even as long as the one about to end tomorrow). Season 4 had more doses of Sally being Sally and proved that the show was dedicated to be as dynamic as the decade it chooses to spotlight.
I'm not ready to vault it into my top five favorite shows right now (especially with Justified just kicking major Kentucky ass right now), but I'm excited to finally be current near the water cooler.