Not that I have time for TV, but I tried one new show this year: Chuck. The ninja girl is COOL, but the premise is a little weak.
To explain quickly, regular-nerd Chuck had a super-smart roommate in college. Super-smart roommate went on to become a kick-ass, ninja-warrior, leap off of tall buildings in a single bound sort of guy. (No kidding. You actually get to see him leap off of tall buildings from the fifth floor and land on his feet. OKAY, it was the second floor. But COME ON!)
Before super-spy-roommate got shot, he sent an email to Chuck containing all the images a super-duper CIA/NSA computer had compiled.
Chuck watched them for twelve hours straight in fast motion, and now they are all stored in his head for perfect recall whenever an emergency happens.
I think they should have some reason that Chuck recalls the images he watched for twelve hours straight. It’s not like that’s possible, unless he’s pretty damn smart with a photographic memory. They’re portraying him to be a bit of a dopey normal guy, but ... if he were, he wouldn’t be able to recall all those images.
Okay, it’s spoof-y. It doesn’t really bother me. It’s just that between 24 and Chuck there are no spy shows on TV that bother to suspend your disbelief. It’s like they don’t care anymore. They expect the watcher to blindly accept it as is, to make those leaps without explanation.
Or is this a new trend I missed? Sheesh.
I have been watching M-15. Yikes. Is it M-16? 14? Oh, for crying out loud.
I MISS ALIAS, DAMNIT!
So how’s the fall shaping up for you?