Last night the L Word killed off Dana and I'm lady enough to admit I shed a tear. It was pretty obvious last week, during the preview, that she was a goner, but still. Dana? After the show was over, the producers did a little behind-the-scenes special to help us, the viewer, deal with the aftermath of her demise. (Um, even though I cried a little, even I realize Dana is a make-believe character and therefore I won't be needing any grief counseling, thanks!)
The producers used the after-show as an opportunity to educate viewers about breast cancer, which is nice, I suppose, but I'm betting that your average L Word user is quite up-to-date on such info. I know I am. Instead, they could've used the time to focus on real questions we need answered:
- Like how come yucky Tina goes out with a guy maybe twice and already he's acting like they're married? It is obvious that the writers have never ever dated a guy, because men just don't do this. Bette's been away for what—a week? And already Tina is having meet and greet's with this dude's closest friends? Yeah, right.
- Again, why Dana, why not Jenny? Once again Jenny proves that she is the most annoying character ever created in the history of television. Her nails-on-blackboard delivery makes Urkel's screech seem soothing. There is absolutely nothing appealing about this character and she should die.
- That Helena is being sued by the ex-Mrs. Ellen is a stupid plotline. No filmmaker would ever do this as in real life; the ex-Mrs. Ellen's director boyfriend would cheerfully sacrifice his girlfriend's cooter to get his film made, no questions asked. Suing only makes you look like a troublemaker. The barter system scenario would be way more likely.
What planet do these writers reside on? Certainly not one populated by heterosexual men and Hollywood bottom feeders.