Monday, April 08, 2013
It didn't happen all at once. I watched the first episode via Netflix, but wasn't hooked. I was intrigued, but not addicted. A couple weeks later, I picked up with episode two. Still not too impressed. I'm not sure what happened with the third episode, but after that I just had to find out what happened next.
Somehow I felt the need to get involved in the fictional lives of these early 20th century Brits. I found myself rooting for Anna and Mr. Bates to fall in love. I found myself yelling at the screen, asking why they bother to keep Thomas around. Or even O'Brien, for that matter. By the end of the first series, I started to wonder if any of these characters had any redeeming qualities. Then series 2 brought about the Great War, which changed my opinion about a lot of people. But not Thomas. He's always a jerk*.
I know that a third series has come and gone, but it's not available on Netflix or Hulu yet. So after a Downton marathon this weekend, I'm kind of having withdrawals. I may need some of the people in my life to speak with a British accent for a while.
As far as I'm concerned, this is the best thing to happen to PBS since Sesame Street introduced us all to the letter T.
*I'd like to say something stronger than jerk, but I'm keeping this thing as family friendly as possible.