I don’t really enjoy tv shows with teenage protagonists anymore. I’d much rather think about how I can make myself well-rounded and kind like Tami and Eric Taylor than to spend any more time retconning myself as a precocious truth-teller and warrior. I probably hate Julie Taylor as much as I do because she’s what I was really like in high school, and that’s fine, because life looks pretty good from that vantage point.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to listen to some Explosions in the Sky and contemplate who ranks behind Eric Taylor and Graham Chase in the “realistic hot tv dads” list.
