Friday, January 9, 2026

I'm so confused

I know I can't be the only one who feels this way...

I used to watch a certain daytime serial television show. I won't tell you the name of the show, but I was young and restless at the time, so I joined the crowd at work when we watched it on our lunch 1/2 hour, and then, so I could keep up, I started taping it and soon inveigled Peggy into watching it with me at dinnertime.

There were a great many people on that show, lots of characters, but they made sure you knew who they were, and it was easy to follow along. Every so often, I had the impression that the writers put all the characters' names on little slips of paper, drew out two of them at a time, and that's how they figured who was dating whom. And it didn't matter if the couple had been married six or seven times before, and to each other, no less. When the producers said to, you got right back in there with Nikki, Victor! We understood!


I bring all this up to lament the fact that it seems to me, people who write for TV shows today don't make any effort at all to tell a story with continuity. The otherwise-excellent "High Potential" is a good example. They came back on the other night after being off the air since, I don't know, October or November, went right back into the second part of a complicated story about art theft and a handsome man with an English accent and an old lady whose painting worth $22 million was ripped off and a guy who wanted to get his backpack back and a couple who claimed to be theft victims, and I don't know how many times we looked at each other and said, "Who's that guy? What does he have to do with all this?"


And there was no answer to be found, so we just enjoy taking good looks at all the good-looking people, laughing at the wisecracks, and not worrying about the plot.

And isn't that a lot like life itself?

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