My Heart Is Full
I was originally planning to send out this newsletter yesterday but I did not and will not be commenting on the Oscars. No one cares about movies now, which is why the Oscars were declining to match our collective indifference towards the film industry. So for that reason, I won’t be commenting on shock value tactics focused on regaining public interest and instead will talk about something that currently brings me joy: television!
Friends, I have some exciting news to share. My two favorite television shows are coming back. The first show that actually came back last week is “Atlanta”. I struggle with how to define “Atlanta” into one genre of show. It’s a sitcom sometimes, it’s a drama sometimes, it’s a documentary other times and finally there are some “based on a true story” exposés as well. The ability to combine so many well-thought-out storylines and topics into one show all loosely centered around the city I’ve lived in the past 15 years has made this skyrocket up my personal list and become my favorite show. In order to keep this spoiler-free, I’m going to strongly recommend that you watch the third season’s first two episodes if you haven’t already as they are the essence of what makes the show great to me. And before someone asks, I’ve never lived in Atlanta proper. No one tell Omeretta that, but I digress.
The other show coming back to television is “Ex on the Beach”. I love twists on the classic dating show formula, and “Ex on the Beach” is by far the best one. My biggest issue with most dating shows is how the participants come across as inauthentic. It feels like some people become a new person once the cameras start rolling, so the way “Ex on the Beach” tackles this is actually genius. They put people together that they think may hit it off, and every few days bring back their exes to either expose who this person truly is, or to give them another chance to rekindle an old flame in a picturesque locale. Add in lots of alcohol and themed parties and watch the sparks fly.
The first three seasons of the show were filmed in Malibu, California and Hawaii and participants started to get hip to the fact that whenever they were filming a dating show on a beach, there was a strong chance they would see Lil Romeo emerge along with their exes. This past season they went to Queenstown, New Zealand for a winter-themed episode that duped all of the singles on the show since they couldn’t possibly film a season of “Ex on the Beach” not at a beach, right? Wrong.
I don’t want to post any spoilers for this season either, but I recommend you watch this show as well. I hate the term guilty pleasure because you shouldn’t feel guilty about anything that entertains you. If anything should be a guilty pleasure at this point, it should be movies and the film industry. Regardless, I can’t wait to see what happens in season five of “Ex on the Beach” and season three of “Atlanta”.
My heart is so full every Thursday evening now. Thank You BasedGod.
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