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wants to toss out the 'Survivor: Marquesas' cast list already.
don't need to keep this anymore, do we?" he asks, as he pulls the
tattered newspaper clipping down from its spot on the refrigerator
door. For the past several weeks it has shared prime eye-level *real
estate* with an outdated immunization schedule, a Christmas thank-you
card from Jaymi, our bike-riding tally sheet for the year (1,526.43
miles left to go!) and a couple of expired Papa Murphy's pizza coupons.
Once a week, for the past two and a half months, David and I have
ceremoniously crossed another name off the list of 'Survivor:
leave it up for a little while, OK?" I reply. I find that I'm not quite
ready to say goodbye.
been feeling weirdly bereft for the past four days ... ever since
Sunday night's big 'Survivor' finale. (Actually, since we only watched
the first two hours of the show on Sunday night -- taping the one-hour
'reunion special' to watch the following night -- I've only been
feeling bereft for three days. But it feels like
reminds me of coming home from summer camp. You spend a brief but
intense period of time with a group of strangers ... you come to know
them almost as intimately as you know your own family: in some cases, more
so (you've probably never witnessed your mother peeing on anybody, for
instance) ... and now, except for the occasional Christmas newsletter
or obligatory reunion lunch, you're probably never going to see any of
these people again.
takes a while to recover from something like that, OK?
wasn't the best of the four 'Survivor' installments, in my opinion. It
wasn't the most interesting or the most exciting or the most
emotionally-engaging. It didn't have the good-natured malice of the
original, nor did it have the heart and humor of 'Survivor:
Australia' or 'Africa.' I never really found myself connecting with any
of the Marquesan contestants, either, the way I did with Ethan or Tina
or Rodger-and-Elisabeth. (And whenever I did
marginally interested in a player, this time around -- Hunter, Gina,
Gabe, Kathy -- they were almost immediately voted off. Having Secra
root for you, apparently, is the quickest way to get your tiki doused.)
Mostly it was a matter of trying to decide who annoyed me the least,
from week to week. Plus I wasn't crazy about the final outcome this
time. I thought that what Vee did to Kathy in the final immunity
challenge was beyond despicable. (Canny 'Survivor' strategizing, maybe.
But what would Jesus do?)
spite of these minor complaints, however -- and they are
complaints -- this was the 'Survivor' I had the most fun watching.
loved the location shots. I loved Jeff Probst in khaki and stubble. I
loved Boston Rob's wiseass commentary. I loved watching the downfall of
The *Suck Up To Us & We Might Allow You To Be On The
Bad-Ass Alliance. I loved John's on-camera *Boo Hoo Moment,* after he
got booted off. I loved the Lilith Fair ambience of the last couple of
days ... and the fact that all four of the final contestants were
women. (Even that weird grizzled little 'Pappy' chick.)
I loved "Marquesas" the best of all the
'Survivors,' so far, because David was into it as much as *I* was.
things are just more fun when you watch them with a partner. 'Survivor'
is definitely one of them. We didn't miss a single episode this time
... although most weeks we ended up watching it on tape, a day or so
after the fact. Thursday nights are traditionally big computer nights
for me -- and a family obligation nights for David -- so we got into the
habit of taping the show on Thursday and watching it on Friday night
... usually in bed, over pastrami, as we unwound from a long week of
soil density reports (her) and pre-print insert orders (him). Then we
would spend the next five or six days analyzing every moment of the
last episode. Which ill-advised, malfunctioning alliance was in peril
this week? Who was scheming? Who was vulnerable? Who was dangerous? Who
was clearly auditioning for a part in the next Rob Schneider epic? As a
matter of fact, I think I enjoyed our morning-after discussions -- and
the ritual crossing-the-latest-name-off-the-refrigerator-cast-list --
almost as much as I enjoyed watching the show itself.
going to miss that.
Now I guess David and I will
have to go back to our old, boring,
pre-'Survivor' conversations. (Does Gould & Eldredge's
punctuated equilibrium refute or support classical Darwinism? Could The
Pez Band have been bigger than Cheap Trick if they'd had better
material? Can Upstairs Neighbor Guy hear us when we ... ?).
guess we'll have to find something new to watch on Thursday nights.
(Have we missed anything interesting on any of the *other* networks?)
Plus we'll probably have to turn to some of the lesser
summer-replacement reality shows in order to satisfy our craving for
unsympathetic characters, manipulative plot points, shameless product
placement and shrewdly-edited pseudo-reality.
else we could just read the *FootNotes* archives. Same thing.)
the meantime, I think that until 'Survivor: Thailand' debuts in the
fall, we'll keep the old cast list magneted to the refrigerator.
can throw away the expired pizza coupons instead.
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