Jan 07 2008
Bodymore, Murderland
Can I just say that I loooooove The Wire, like, love love love it. The season – sadly, the final season – promises to be as complex and interesting as ever. It’s the only television show I’ve ever watched that makes me sad when there are only 10 minutes left in the episode. I think I was in a funk for days after Stringer Bell got got. I don’t know how I’ll handle the end of the series…
The Wire is also – ahem – one particular politico’s favorite show. Needless to say, the current occupant of 1600 Pennsylvania thinks West Baltimore is a suburb of Dallas.
Fun fact: if you have HBO On Demand, you can watch NEXT WEEK’S episode starting the Monday before it actually premieres on HBO. Yeah. I know. Pretty cool. Expat’s sitting on his ass watching it right now.
Reading Yiddish Police at the moment. Some brilliant language in that book: a coat the color of a gravy stain. Priceless.
As a result of this comment, I will be sitting my ass down to watch Episode 2 in about 20 minutes.
Glad you’re liking The Yiddish. My current train reading is Vikram Chandra’s “Sacred Games.” It’s like The Wire. In Mumbai.