Okay, it is the first weekend of fall break. I've sent my essay on the Sopranos and Redemption off to the editors, and am looking for a new television series to obsess about for a while. Grant recommends Deadwood (which he says is BETTER than the Sopranos!).
I'm skeptical--but I must admit it's partly because of aesthetics. I look at the ads, and all the characters look very wet, very cold, and very dirty. As a Girl Scout winter camping dropout, I shiver just looking at them. And the big guy with the mustache looks like Burt Reynolds's evil twin.
But I'll give it a try -- this weekend -- I rented the first two episodes from Blockbuster, and will screen them tonight with a very tough audience that includes a criminal defense lawyer and an expert in the wild and woolly period of the Early Church.
So, if other readers of this blog are looking for something to do, why don't you rent Deadwood too? Is Grant right? Is it a fruitful source for ruminations on theology and culture? Let's talk Monday.