These people say no
when they mean yes and then these people say yes when in fact they mean no
fucking way and that seems like the main attraction of Bloodline which is exactly the type of show you should binge watch
on a weekend to the sound of beer cans fizzing out in the stuffy air of your
room behind the drawn curtains and some kind of weather outside and I don’t
know just how stupid and contrived it is going to get come second season (and
second season SHOULD come, by all means) but what I know is that if there’s
anyone I envy it’s the kind of people who can come up with all these plotlines
and characters more complex than the structure of your nerve cell and since writing
courses work where raw talent fails I think you have to LEARN how to do that
stuff otherwise you are going to be witty or pretentious or some other nonsense
that a binge-watching lunatic on a weekend just doesn’t need because that sort
of guy no what he needs is a fuck-up and a 30-year old family secret and a drug
dealer and a wicked crime and a smutty sex scene and a bunch of neurotic
well-meaning folks that are going to prove to you that every time you are
saying no you are actually saying yes…
…a hundred times
over.
