Tonight Josh K. and I gathered at his apartment for back-to-back Ugly Betty and Grey's Anatomy episodes. Curled up with a pack of Oreos, popping them in our mouths as we watched, we were pleased again with another good Ugly Betty episode. Last week, the season premiere, was better (very funny, perfectly paced), but this episode was certainly good. The show knows just how to play its over-the-top comedy, with enough camp and heart to make it credible and beloved at the same time.
One show that's just plain old playing over the top, however, is Grey's Anatomy. They're taking themselves far too seriously over there at Seattle Grace right now, and after the shiteous season premiere last week (really, saving a cheap animatronic deer in a pickup in the parking lot, Izzy? seriously?), this week we picked up with more vomitous Izzy-George love crap and, of course, "shocking" medical drama that "just happens" to compliment the main characters' story lines.
Josh and I were head over heels with Grey's during its brilliant first season, and were still enamored during most of the second season. But then third season? When Izzy turned into a whiny bitch who delivered four-minute soliloquies on the meaning of life? And that three-episode ferry disaster? Don't even get us started.
That said, Josh and I are pleased to bestow the coveted New Television Season Character That Most Needs To Die A Quick Death and Never Return Award to . . .
Lexie Grey, the extraordinarily obnoxious long-forgotten half-sister of Dr. Meredith Grey, in a role that needs to go away stat. Take cues from the precocious little sister on Growing Pains that magically disappeared one season, or Celia's oldest daughter on Weeds who was in two episodes and was never heard from again. Lexie Grey needs to be just, oh, gone. Now. Next episode.
What keeps us tuning in for now? Why are we going to give the show another two or three chances this season? It's because we can't stop loving Dr. Christina Yang (the amazing and ever-talented Sandra Oh) and Dr. Miranda Bailey (Chandra Wilson). Hopefully they can get us through the drought.
Chris Garneau performing at Joe's Pub in NYC on September 28, 2007
Meanwhile, did you hear Chris Garneau's song on Grey's Anatomy tonight? During the scene in which George talks to Mrs. Burke about the joys and travails of marriage, Chris's song "Castle Time" is playing in the background. Love it!
On Friday night Josh and I went to see Chris perform live at Joe's Pub. The show was fantastic.
Chris was joined by a cellist and a percussionist and the added instrumentation to the songs from his first album added a new degree of richness and fullness to the material, which was already quite good. The audience was eating out of his hand the whole night.
He also played songs from his forthcoming album, due out in early 2008. Unfortunately he didn't play "We Don't Try," one of our favorite songs of his, but the show was so good that we forgave him quickly.
Afterward we said said a quick hello to Chris backstage at Joe's and introduced him to Dylan and our friend Louis. We're definitely looking forward to attending another CG show soon.
On Saturday Josh and I made our way to our old neighborhood on the Upper East Side and had dinner at our former regular brunch haunt, First Wok, on East 88th Street and Third Avenue. (It was practically directly downstairs from our first apartment, so in this case it really was all about location, location, location.)
Afterward we browsed our old Barnes & Noble before heading over to the Met to sit on the stairs and people watch. (Isn't it sad that now all I can see is Serena and Blair sitting at the top of those stairs on Gossip Girl? Lord save us.) Later we sprawled out on the lawn south of the sailboat pond in Central Park and saw designer extraordinaire Jonathan Adler walk by on our lazy afternoon.
On Sunday night we huddled up with the French film Avenue Montaigne, newly out on DVD, which ended up being the perfect light touch before the start of a new week. We went out for a late dinner afterward at our regular haunt in Hell's Kitchen, sitting and talking streetside long after our plates were cleared.
This weekend Josh K.'s boyfriend is whisking him away for a surprise weekend trip while I stay closer to home, preparing to move into a new apartment in Hell's Kitchen ten days from now. More on that next week.