These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
I like Addison
I do. Because she's so much less whiny and wussy than Meredith. (And perhaps because she's a redhead, like yours truly.) I hope that as McDreamy and Meredith heat up again, they won't write Addison out.
I am, of course, discussing Grey's Anatomy. The show I love. I began loving it because, well, just look at Patrick Dempsey. Yum. I simply can't believe this gorgeous grown-up was once the geek in Can't Buy Me Love.
But now I find I enjoy it almost as much for its portrayal of strong, idiosyncratic women. Addison Shepard. Christina Yang. Miranda Bailey. They're all so neat. I'm even warming up to that dark-haired girl whose in love with George. Tonight she covered for Meredith, and considering how annoying Meredith is, that couldn't have been easy.
I think part of the problem comes from the show's writers. Meredith's voiceovers remind me so much of Carrie Bradshaw's. Only Carrie's had a real purpose: she was the voice of the newspaper column she was writing. She also spent a lot of time discussing the inner lives of her closest friends. Meredith's voiceovers don't seem to accomplish anything except to make Dr. Grey seem self-centered and kinda somnambulistic.
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