One of my favorite shows is done.
I am not shy to say that despite the fact that I’m a straight male from New Jersey, I’ve always been a fan of Gilmore Girls. I started watching the show in season two, mainly because I had an unyielding crush on Lauren Graham and enjoyed watching her in whatever failing TV show she was in (her guest stint on NewsRadio is one of the first places I saw her, I think). But I was sucked in by Amy Sherman-Palladino’s funny, rapid-fire dialogue, the quirky characters she wrote for the idyllic town of Stars Hollow, CT, the buddy relationship between Lorelai and Rory Gilmore, and the difficult and frigid — but loving — relationship between Lor and her parents.
Anyway, after seven seasons — the last two of which were not as good creatively as the first five — the show aired its season finale last night. As with all the new episodes that have been on for the last year-and-a-half, I reviewed it for TV Squad. In short: I enjoyed the episode and thought the writers tied most stories up nicely, and the ones they didn’t tie up had satisfying conclusions. After such a bumpy season, it was a surprisingly understated and well-done finale. I’m going to miss the show, and I hope Graham (and Kelly Bishop, who plays matriarch Emily Gilmore) gets a chance to go to another show where she’ll show her skills and maybe get the Emmy voters’ attention. She sure as hell deserves it.
(UPDATE: I just found a blog entry I did about GG two years ago. It was in a “double-secret” blog I did in order to audition for my current job at TVS. It was good blogging practice, and I might have kept it up if, you know, someone didn’t decide to actually pay me to write about TV.)
