In my wanderings through TV land I try to avoid a lot of the vapid teenage dramedies, but there’s just something about Gossip Girl that I really, really like. It does share a creator with another one of my other major loves, Chuck. So after a little bit of obsessing over a couple of other really damn fantastic shows (… cough, cough, Sons of Anarchy… couch cough, Fringe…) I fell back on this old favourite. It has been on for a while now, and are on their sixth and final season.
I like this show for being up-front about what it is: a teenage soap opera. It’s meant to be. It’s about teenage Manhattan primadonnas from the upper east side who spend an inordinate amount of time scheming against each other and crying about it to the others, who then scheme against each other and crying about it to others, who then scheme against each other and crying about it to others, and so on and so forth. This includes the guys. It’s about pretty people who wear pretty designer clothes and make vacuous comments about nothing that really matters, there’s a mild twist of wit but it makes no pretense about being anything other than that. It never tries to be anything more than what it is… mindless lady-tainment.
AND SO FAR IT HAS REMAINED WONDERFULLY CONSITENT
Season 6 has proved to be on par with the previous seasons. It’s nice to see that the kids have grown up a bit and are doing things on a bigger scale than high school, but they still cause the same amount of grief. It’s he-said/she-said and social media and socialite news blogs out the wazoo and I’m LOVING it! For no other reason than it gets my inner bitch excited. Because hey, crazy bitches need love too. 😉