The Days of Their Lives Are Apparently Very Long and Not That Interesting
One of my dog’s favorite toys is a cow, which instead of the traditional squeaker has a little box that makes a loud “moooo!” when you squeeze it. He has had this toy for years, yet every time it makes that noise, he does the classic head-half-turn, doggie “WTF?” expression that every dog lover knows. Then he gets super excited and does the dog equivalent of laughing – thumps his front paws up and down until I throw the toy for him. I love it. I routinely squeeze that toy just to see that reaction. And it never fails! Year after year, the moo cow puzzles and delights. "Moooo!" ::doggie confusion then glee::
I think, as is always the case when I wander like this, it’s obvious where I’m going: The Daytime Emmys are my moo cow toy. No matter how many times I experience them, the bizarreness is new and exciting. And ultimately they bring me much joy (usually from making fun of what people wear on the red carpet).
When I checked in a couple weeks back, poolside from the tropics, to see Mal’s post announcing that Days of Our Lives had been nominated for Best Drama Series, I totally did the doggie WTF head turn. And then I laughed. THIS is the state of soaps today? Goodness.
But then, I remembered that Best Drama Series is based on only one or two episodes submitted and is frequently actually “Drama Series That Does Not Suck as Much Either as it Used to or as the Other Shows Do,” I have decided I am fine with this nomination. Particularly if the submitted episodes were the ones surrounding Grandpa Brady's death. Does anyone know if they were? And regardless, what are your thoughts about this presumably-unexpected-by-everyone-who-actually-watches-this-show nomination?
In fairness, even now, long after Shawn Brady has passed and the image of Patsy Pease's mangled visage has mostly faded from my memory, I enjoy a few things on Days. (Please keep in mind that “enjoy” is really more “am not bored to tears by.” And also "a few things on" is really more "21% of.") These things include:
- Sami and Rafe. People, I do not know what special powers Galen Gering brought over from that show about magical dwarfs and witches, but I approve. The man has provided the only 30-something, non-boring good guy in Salem in as long as I can remember. And he and Allison Sweeney have fantastic chemistry, to the point where I forget how much I wanted to slap Sami’s screeching face a year or so ago.
- Victor back in charge. I love Victor as the slightly evil puppeteer. That is what he was when I fell for this show back in the 80s, and John Aniston works that angle like no other. Kiriakis vs. DiMera is turning out to be far less lame than I feared. Stefano is kind of toothless this time around though, no?
- Phillip and Stephanie. Sure, the fact that Steve and Kayla aren’t around for Steph’s engagement, and that the engagement happened after almost no build-up, suck. As did the horrendous held-captive-in-the-morgue plotline. As does the fact that Phillip appears to no longer have a fake leg, nor anything but a tiny smudge from when he was shot at point-blank range in the chest like three years ago. As does the fact that Stephanie was parading around the Kirakis mansion in what my mother would adorably call a "nightie," as if it was perfectly acceptable resort wear. But go with me on this: These two are pretty, and not entirely annoying.
- The baby switch. I still don’t approve of the whole idea, but in execution it hasn’t been as horrible as I feared. I am worried about Grace, though. Are they going to kill her off? Will this show sink that low? Why do I ask questions I don't really want to know the answer to?
The problem is, the reason the show still isn’t what we in the olden days called "good" is that there are still so many things that are boring like whoa. These include:
- Bo’s stupid effing psychic visions (THIS is what you do with the lone remaining supercouple you have on canvas?)
- Pretty much anything else that's going on, because I can't even be bothered to remember what they are.
And there is still this situation.
Could somebody tell me why he must hurt me like this, when I ask so little of him? Was being a sex god really so difficult?
The only good news is that there are rumors, shared by commenter Charlie after my last post about this unfolding human tragedy, that James Scott has cut his hair. Praise be! But in the meantime . . .
I suppose I should just be happy that one of my shows isn't aggressively horrible (see Hospital, General). "Mostly boring" seems like high-quality television by comparison. Oh my god, I've just figured out the thought process of Daytime Emmy voters. This is horrifying. It's like sympathizing with terrorists, or something. Quick, fetch me my moo cow.
Screencaps courtesy of Sheryl's Days of Our Lives Screen Caps.