gloss already covered things
here... I just feel like I should say some things. I wrote
a thing about the distressing neglect of the Leslie/Ann friendship during this season. And my general rule is to quit a show when rape jokes start happening (
Up All Night, I am looking at you.). While Parks hasn't gone there, the lazy sexism and writing -- that every other person on the planet seems to fucking love -- are just as offensive to me.
I mean, for Christ's sake, I've cried about three HOURS total this week. Over this show. Often at work.
I want to hold on to the show, hoping that it'll show inklings of the thing I once loved... but at this point? I don't want a season 5. I don't want to have to make that choice to NOT watch. Because I'm going to have to make that choice. I can't keep doing this to myself. (I actually quit my little freelance job as a recapper because the thought of watching last night's episode twice made me want to throw up.)
And, I know myself. I know I'm going to watch until it isn't on the air anymore. And I'm going to cry and end up some dead-inside hollowed-out version of myself. I'm all... mike drop, walk off. Until next week.
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Ugh. I'm like a drug addict. Hoping for some glorious cut scene. I CANT QUIT YOU.
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(You care about the characters! That is a good [and rare] thing!)