ketchup, wait. catch up number 1

Lost season 1, check.
Friends season 2, check.
Dora the Explorer (like six episode of 'em), check.
Will and Grace season 5, check.
Little Britain, check.
Veronica Mars season 1, check.
The Shield season 2, check.
Crash, check.

Ah, yes. Veronica Mars. The series that a bloke once recommended me (is this english? I am fully aware that it is acceptable in german, but I'm not sure whether it is in english). He asked me one day, "Do you know Veronica Mars?". I replied, "I have heard of it. I heard it was supposed to be cool or something." He replied something similar to, "Very. And smart as well. And if you like Buffy, you're gonna be like in love with Veronica Mars."

I got interested hearing the "smart" word. But had I watched the series then, I would have said something like, "Well, thank you for reminding me that a series titled Buffy existed. Can you pass me my Viagra bottle? I suddenly got an erection problem." Well, perhaps a little bit classier and much less lewd than that. But all I said was, "I don't like Buffy. So, don't talk me into getting into some teenflick. Let's just talk about Project Runway, instead. Shall we?". And you can kinda figure out how we turned to I-hate-Jeffrey-but-I-like-his-garments err .. human being afterwards.

Some months and perhaps an overlooked blog entry later, I kinda wished that I hadn't thought that Viagra comment of mine. And I also kinda wished that I actually could switch shoes with a gal named Veronica Mars. Well, OK, if it's too effing weird for you, I'd like to switch shoes with some principals in Veronica Mars. Logan Echolls for example.

The thing is that I can't decide who's cooler on the show. There is one who doesn't really care if the whole school hates you, and you don't really have a friend, and you don't hang out like other "normal" high-school students do, and your family is one of the most talked about in your ... (what's Neptune? A district or something?), and you miss your murdered best friend.

As long as you know that you are the smartest, most resourceful, most productive, have this [this is when my English start to disappoint me] smile, are able to cope with a tragedy and actually used it to completely change your klutzy look into this sassy, sexy, young woman and you know that the other students were just peeringly jealous.

Or, the one who doesn't give a damn at all when people think that you're the biggest jerk in school, and you're like stupid and lazy, and the teachers hate you, and your family is not as intact as people know or imagine, and you have only superficial sorry friends.

As long as you know that you are like the richest, spoiled kid in school, and may I say, the most fashionable one. And you get the girl in the kinda end. Sorta. For like two effing nanoseconds that was. Sigh.

I don't know. But I don't mind becoming one of them. Not only of those two, y'know. All the people in Neptune are like the ones who always know the right thing to say (insert a tiny little bit of sarcasm here). One who always has a comeback for things people throw at you. One who can dial a number as soon as one gets it, and says something like, "Hi. I'm [insert mock name here]. I work for TeeNewsies.com and would like to have a follow-up on what you said on US Weekly last week." Yeah, I would have killed to be one.

Well, but anyway. Hmm, Veronica Mars. Yeah. The series is like super-cool. Hypercool. Übercool. And you got that right. I live in the 90s when the word cool was still cool. I think this is the first series that sometimes I don't get what's on screen. I don't mean like, "Jeez, I don't get this sinetron." don't get. No. But it's like, "Wait, wait. So who's the bad guy???" Just kidding, mate. C'mon. I deserve a lot more credence than that.

Let me put it like this. Watching Veronica Mars is a chance to finally be able to express my gratitude for the existence of things such as a rewind button on your DVD player's remote control and English caption. Seriously, I would have never survived today without them. And I was only watching six episodes. Sometimes (okay, a hell lot of time, perhaps) I couldn't really tell what was actually going on in the scenes, and why were the characters were acting obnoxiously dramatic following up to what was just going on.

If that happens, which is very often, I had to rewind the disc a bit, check the details on screen, what were the characters saying, the meaning of those said words, and all. Yeah, you can wear that "I'm with stupid" T-Shirt the next time you'd be meeting me. But in my defense, at least I know who the bad guy is.

But you know what? Between those rewinding experiences and those what-does-this-sentence-really-mean occurrences, Veronica Mars started to grow on me. Solely because the creators really expect the viewers to be a lot smarter than just ... [yeah, my English and I had disowned each other].

Funnily, the teensy weensy bit of the series still bugs me sometimes. Ugh.

Oh, yeah. By the way. What's up with that movie called Crash? Did Paul Haggis suddenly get "inspired" and think that Magnolia needed to be more pop and non-philosophical and narrow and nauseating? That snow in the end? Wow .. Snow in LA. Let's kinda end the movie with something almost impossible pouring down from the sky and put some swelling music as a background. Wow, I would have never thought of that. Clever. Tell me when to stop clapping.

Have a geeky week!