Deadwood and 5 year Reunion

This weekend I headed to the Purple Valley (aka Williamstown, Mass.) for my 5 year reunion. 5 year reunions are interesting for college because they are not far enough for anyone to be really different from college. Many of us were either just out of grad school or in grad school. So that said, the weekend consisted of intravenous beer consumption and determining which girls had acquired eating disorders, who had lost the most hair and who you still hated.

It was nice catching up, but my mind was elsewhere for much of the weekend because Sunday at 9 pm was the premiere of Deadwood. Fortunately one of my friends from college was almost as equally obsessed and willing to trade quotes and vulgarities. And another friend of mine who has grown an incredibly thick and neat beard bore a slight resemblance to Silas Adams (a bit character on Deadwood).

So after beer for 48 hours and awkward re-introductions (which made less and less awkward by beer) it was back to NYC to the friendly confines of the Bronx for Deadwood, which bears an interesting resemblance to the Bronx, but with much more flowery vocabulary.

And my review for the season premier is A-. It would have been an A, but I wanted more Powers Boothe scenes. The only show that is better on tv right now is The Wire. People who would raise Lost, The Shield, 24 or CSI as better are stupid. CSI is just not good. The Shield was good, but the novelty of cops who murder other cops and wear tight t-shirts despite being built like 68 year old grandmothers is over. 24 is a good show, especially given the constraints of network tv, but is simply lacks the attention to detail and the overall quality of acting of most HBO shows. As for Lost – I thought season 1 was a B/B+ and I have been told by bigger fans than me that this season is without question worse than last season.

I then watched Entourage which was quite solid and then I watched Tourgasm. It goes without saying that I feel there was not enough Gulman in the show and way too much of Jay Davis. I swear I could hear Tom Hanks screaming, “THERE’S NO CRYING ON TOURGASM!”