I’ve decided to go public with something: I love the show Mad Men!
Last night was the finale to Season 4 and it was so wonderful that this morning I am feeling deflated. I will miss it on Sunday nights. Maybe I’ll get the old seasons on disc and rewatch them, the dialogue is THAT good, and the characters are perfectly acted. Men, women, children, all ring true. Besides that, the show is often visually perfect. The characters are real people: they change but they don’t, they just become more of themselves. This is something powerful to see. I keep thinking of “The Rise of Silas Lapham” or something by Tolstoy, where the Everyman figure tries to rise above his beginnings. The story arc is positively Shakespearean — but with great fashion!
Last night’s show had a scene between two of the women that qualifies as a Feminist Must-See. The dialogue between two of the women, commenting on the men’s actions, was basically the gauntlet of the women’s movement landing smack on the table between them. And those two characters are each such well-developed women, I adore both Peggy and Joan. Just love it.