Warning: This post is particularly profound. Read with caution.
I love TV. In a big way. I binge watch series after series. I also love Netflix because it supports my TV watching habit.
I am currently re-watching Dawson’s Creek. I grew up with Pacey, Andie, Dawson, Jen, Joey and Jack. My teenage angst happened in parallel with theirs… Although my angst was decidedly less angsty than theirs, which was probably part of the appeal – my mini dramas looked very small compared to those of the Capeside crew.
I have been busting to re-watch Dawson’s for ages, but now that I am watching it, I’m thinking back to my first viewing and asking myself whether it was this lame the first time around.
Dawson is just not likable at all. All the characters are over-acted and Katie Holmes and James Van Der Beek are particularly cringeworthy together.
People just don’t talk like that.
I’m not even sure I can keep watching it, partly because I’m sitting here asking myself whether I took my angsting cues from the show (god I hope not), and partly because it’s destroying my memories.
Surely, *surely* it couldn’t have been this bad the first time around?
The one enduring memory I have that hasn’t been shattered by this second viewing is my memory of Pacey, who I love as much now as I did 15ish years ago. I’m just not sure Pacey is enough to redeem the whole show.
PS. How much would Dawson love Netflix?
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