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May 24
2010
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Where's Treme Going? Don't Know, Don't CarePosted by ally in Untagged |
I was a HUGE fan of The Wire (still am), and consider it the best show ever to have been on television. The Corner seemed to be a run-up to David Simon's masterpiece, and so it was with unbridled enthusiasm that I waited for Treme to begin.
The first few episodes were, well, slow. We met the cast of characters, most of them quirky but suffering in some way. In fact, the weight of their daily lives pressed down on us, the viewers, so heavily that the show was actually painful to watch at times. John Goodman's righteous anger was the lone scream in the darkness until Davis' most recent idea -- a sarcastic run for public office. It took awhile for the show to take off and I became increasingly worried that it was going nowhere, that healing from the storm was the whole point of the show. It wasn't enough, I thought. Just like the levees, it won't hold up. All the cutting back and forth between the musical numbers, the stunt casting with musical legends and celebrity chefs seemed a little un-Simon-like. Only the big production numbers, like the second lines and Mardi Gras floats, have sung.
Then I realized that the pace of the show mirrors the city exactly. I used to have a boyfriend whose parents lived in the Big Easy and spent a good deal of time there, enough to love the people, food and the music. But the city literally doubles back on itself, forming a crescent (hence the nickname Crescent City). It takes its time getting from here to there, just as its people have their own rhythms and ideas.
For now, I'm rededicated to this interesting, if sometimes irritating, show. Don't know where it's going this week, and don't really care. I'm along for the ride, no matter where we're going.




