Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Okay, I've tried to be calm, I've tried to be nice. I've expressed my unbridled exuberance over Pushing Daisies and insisted everyone watch it.
But then I read this. Oh yes, it's currently on the bubble for cancellation.
I am not above begging. No, I am not. So here goes: PLEEEEEEAAAAASE, please please please watch this show. PLEASE. I beg you. When you watch it, it will send you into ecstacies. Never before does a show make me feel like this while I'm watching it:
And then Ned will say something adorable to Chuck, and I feel like this:
Oh god, you're thinking. She's brought out the babies and dogs. She MUST be serious.
Oh yes. I am serious. I'm bringing out the big guns on this one.
And by the end of the episode, I'm like this:
Are you going to let this show be cancelled? Can you go to sleep at night knowing you contributed to me no longer feeling like a joyful bijon frise while I watch my beloved Piemaker and his beloved beekeeper as they work alongside my very beloved Olive?
This show is remarkable. Please don't let it go. Watch it. Tell everyone you know to watch it. Watch it again. Buy the DVDs. Buy the DVDs as Christmas presents. Send out your Christmas cards with giant post-its inside telling people to watch Pushing Daisies.
Or I will look like this:
You just don't want that on your conscience. Losing Pushing Daisies will be worse than losing so many Fox shows in their first five episodes. Worse than losing Journeyman. Worse than the McCain/Palin ticket winning... (Wait... okay, I'd have to think about that one seriously. Very, very few things would be worse than that.) But this would be ALMOST AS BAD as the McCain/Palin ticket winning.
Watch Pushing Daisies. You'll thank me for it. And then we can all feel like happy little fluffy dogs racing through the fields.