I just watched last week’s episode of Friday Night Lights and goddamn – GODDAMN that is a good show. Second episode of the season and I’m sitting here hollering, crying, cheering, shaking my fist and falling in love all over again with the fucking AMAZING Taylor’s Eric and Tami.
I want them to exist in real life. I need them to be real, actual people. They are the most fully realized, multi-dimensional, realistic characters on television. They screw up, they fight, they try their hardest and sometimes they fail; they can be petty, proud, smart and funny; they wallow in their failures and revel in their victories no matter how small; and they love the hell out of each other – their daughters, their town and the kids they work with.
How the idiots who run the Emmy’s have managed year after year to ignore the brilliance of Kyle Chandler and Connie Britton giving the performances of their lives is shameful. In a show full of perfection – these two are the most perfect of all.
And the new kids are growing on me, but damn the old boys are breaking my heart. Poor Tim Riggins getting no love and no place to sleep, and my Matty Saracen trying to figure out his life with his usual nervous mumbling. And I love how a team we have rooted for and adored for 3 previous seasons – the Dillon Panthers – have suddenly become the bad guys we are rooting against. That fucking Joe McCoy makes me literally HISS at the screen every time he comes on.
If you aren’t watching this show, I’m not sure I can talk to you anymore 😉
Watch After the Fall here. Thank me later.