giving up on ‘Life on Mars’
At least on writing about it, after Thursday night’s episode, which I just caught up with.
It’s really mysterious, I must say. I’m Sam’s age. I lived in New York City in 1973, just as American Sam did, and so I’m supposedly getting a little glimpse into my own past, just like American Sam is. So why does it enthrall me not in the least? Why does the British Sam and his British past feel more real to me? I don’t think it’s just that I cannot conceive that New York City in 1973 was actually quite as infested with hippies as the American LoM would have us believe. I think it’s that there’s more emotional honesty in the British LoM than there is here.
The characters talk like real people in the British version, for one. But who the hell says things like “She puts the imp in impound” or “I don’t believe in coincidences, I believe in the curlicued whimsy of fate”? That’s stuff that belongs in, say, Pushing Daisies, a show that is impish. It feels wildly wrong in Life on Mars.
But I’m starting to suspect that American Sam isn’t from the year 2008 at all. Paper will be obsolete? What kind of 2008 office does Sam work in? Not only that anyone in our 2008 would recognize…
I may keep watching LoM, at least for a few more episodes. But I don’t know that I’ll have much more to say about it.
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