Okay, you all know I’m obsessed with watching television. I’m convinced it’s because my mother never let us watch TV when we were small kids and so I grew up blissfully unaware of the truly addictive aspects of the little blue box. And all through university we didn’t have cable, and even up until I started living with my RRHB, I didn’t have cable. What did I need it for? I didn’t watch television.
Oh, what a fool I am.
Anyway, what I did watch was tonnes of the CBC. North of 60, Rita MacNeil, you name it, I watched it. And then, once I discovered the glorious joy of cable, I sort of left the CBC behind. I even (as she says in a hushed tone) stopped watching the news. Gasp!
But now, I’m getting older. I listen to Andy Barrie in the morning. I have the CBC on in the background most days at work and have come back into the fold with the new show that’s been on this season called Intelligence. Never a Da Vinci fan, I watched the short tv movie that the series is based on last year by accident (meaning I flipped the channel, answered the phone, and the show was on, and it was interesting enough to keep me watching until the end. I think too, the RRHB was away so we weren’t compromising in terms of the evening show tally).
The story of a third generation dope slinger turned millionaire, Intelligence follows Jimmy’s involvement with the RCMP’s special crime unit, both in terms of giving them information and being a suspect they’re looking to take down. Balancing out the crime with the punishment as we also get Mary, the head of said crime section, whose own agenda involves positioning herself for a sweet promotion over to CSIS (who, by the way, would never have their parking spots noted “parking for CSIS,” art directors please take note). It’s a fascinating little show, a bit Sopranos, a bit The Wire, a bit Can Con, but it kind of works. So much so it’s on a permanent tape-to-watch later status on my Faux-Vo.
However, now that I like it and am actually telling y’all to watch it, sure as it will eventually snow here in Toronto, the CBC will cancel the show and start airing something equally dismal like Air Farce in its place.
I saw a commercial for this the other day and wondered about it. I’ve really cut down in the amount of TV I watch in the last couple of months (it’s the only way I have time to read…).
So, you’re a TV addict as a result of childhood TV deprivation. Reminds me of forbidding toy guns to little boys. They end up using sticks and fingers as “guns” anyway.
The forbidden has such an allure.
I like Intelligence, too, and I’m so glad to hear you’re supporting Canadian television! Now if only they’d bring back This is Wonderland (sigh)…M*