Of British Comedies and Angst
I have to admit, in the past week, I have fallen hopelessly in love with the BBC series of The Office and Extras. In an nutshell, they are simply... brilliant. Love the sarcasm, love the humour and most of all, absolutely adore the creativity in the scripts. Rather than settling for cheap and crass antics aimed at provoking sympathetic laughs, both series challenge the viewer's ability to delve into the character's lives. More often than not, it is easy to find oneself laughing out of empathy for the ordinary (dysfunctional?) folks as they attempt to find their feet in society.My advice for starters? Prepare a good brew and breeze through the series. Trust me, you will love it.
Just finished watching the Christmas Special of The Office, which is incidentally the final piece for the whole series. To a large extent, writers Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant concluded many of the sub-plots which have been revolving in the minds of viewers since the first episode. It was pleasing, no doubt, but yet equally sad as tying up the loose ends effectively spelt the absolute end for the production.
Returning to the final episode, I have to rate the union of Dawn and Tim as the highlight of the finale. For a relationship which has seen the permanent separation of the two favourite characters, Dawn's return at the end was highly anticipated but never expected. But still, it was a good touch to end with the fairy-tale ending. What can I say? I confess, I am the fall guy who gets in touch with his anima for soppy tearjerkers.
A song which played towards the end and has ever since been on my player is Back For Good by Take That. Sentimental and vintage, for old time's sake.
Back For Good, Take That
I guess now it's time for me to give up
I feel it's time
Got a picture of you beside me
Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup
Got a fist of pure emotion
Got a head of shattered dreams
Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
Unaware but underlined I figured out this story
It wasn't good
But in the corner of my mind I celebrated glory
But that was not to be
In the twist of separation you excelled at being free
Can't you find a little room inside for me
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
And we'll be together, this time is forever
We'll be fighting and forever we will be
So complete in our love
We will never be uncovered again
Whatever I said, whatever I did I didn't mean it
I just want you back for good
Whenever I'm wrong just tell me the song and I'll sing it
You'll be right and understood
I guess now it's time, that you came back for good
A soppy love song to rouse emotions as I conclude my post... I do want her back for good but if signs are anything to go by, the empty mailbox reminds me that things are not to be...
posted by -tourniquet- @ 4/16/2007 08:43:00 am
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