Shut up. Just shut up! Your whining, complaining, yelling selves have caused me to decide to give you both up. That's right. I am dropping my two favorite girls just like I dropped Lauren Graham in Parenthood. I do not need to watch contrived arguments on TV. If I wanted made up drama I could yell at my husband about some trivial matter and make up all on my own. In fact, it might be more fun and have longer lasting benefits.
Seriously, who thinks good TV is comprised of young women, who are extremely funny on their own, diving into stupid arguments about nothing with people who are supposed to be their friends, family or potential sleeping partners? That isn't good TV, that is the annoying neighbor at a table at the local cafe that you want to move away from or the girl in high school who picked fights with her boyfriend everyday to feel like he liked her more. Terrible lunch and flawed logic.
Sure, I was into the New Girl last season because I liked the quirky smart character that Zooey Deschanel had brought to life, she was making geeky cool. Unfortunately, this season they decided that arguing with her room mate would make great television. Oh, and the fact that she feels compelled to have mindless sex - not that I care about mindless sex, but that isn't the character she built. I digress though, it is the constant arguing that makes my husband slink out of the room and me to cringe. It isn't fun to watch friends fight so why would I want to do that by watching actors do it?
I was willing to watch The Mindy Project because I like Mindy Kaling from the Office and I enjoyed her biography, but she is taking her obscene love of 80's romantic comedies to life, but without the charm of Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. Instead, she has decided that arguing with a co-worker who is, of course, a potential love interest later is how we should enjoy watching her life come to the small screen. No thanks. Again, cringe worthy.
So, I just got by Tuesday nights back to do something else. Thanks, ladies and good luck with that arguing.
