Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A Statement About the Gilmores

OK, so maybe I'm having some sort of johnny-come-lately WB experience, but in addition to the now decade old (!!) seasons of the Buffster, I also find myself watching the slightly younger, but no-less WB-in-its-heyday fantasmagorical Gilmore Girls. Having caught (and enjoyed) several individual episodes over the years, it is no surprise to find it, in its entirety, wholly enjoyable. What's even cooler, though, is that I have been watching it with my grandmother. NP's cool factor has been discussed over the years as being exponentially higher than most grandmothers, but this takes the cake.

I have to confess to having not seen any of Season 1 and only selected parts of Season 2 (including the "what the frak?" shocking finale), but Season 3 has been stellar. While totally unrealistic, the relationship between Rory and Lorelai is snap-crackle-pop effortless... For those not familiar with the story, 16-year-old Lorelai got pregnant back in the day, refused to marry the babydaddy, and now here we are, 17 years later, while her remarkably well-adjusted offspring (Rory) is preparing to go off to Harvard. Offsetting the mother-daughter dynamic is another mother-daughter pairing, the distinctly uncomfortable relationship between Lorelai and her own mother, Emily, and the often times icy interplay between Lorelai and her father.

Adding comic relief are the members of the small hamlet where Rory and Lorelai live-- town oddities, weirdos, and eccentrics that do nothing if not keep things interesting. And the relationship between Lorelai and Luke, the grouchy owner of the local diner where mom and daughter eat four meals a day, features some of the best chemistry (and unconsumated oompf) seen on TV in a long time. Like, a really, really long time.

The Gilmore Girls is 21st century comfort food-- smiles, stars and butterfly family relations... only not... but served with a lightness that makes you know that everything will be ok. No matter what. Now that's something I think we can all get behind.

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