Anomaly

Tonight is a quiet night. Its rather comforting to intermittently peel away from your other half and have some personal time to do your own thing, girly things such as shaving, plucking and waxing and some appreciated time sitting in bed reading a classic next to the bedlamp.


Feeling rather fidgety earlier on and unamused at the programs on the tele, I stumbled upon a reliable favourite of mine, something I can regularly depend on to entertain myself when nothing else is on (don't you realize yet that I'm a tv junkie?), good ol' Roseanne.


Do not be careless to think I go unpunished for my likings. I have been jeered at previously by Dan since a common undeserved early impression on this sitcom is rather grey: hickish and red-neck are the terms ordinarily used in its opinionated description. Is it reasonable for me to blame others, since the only 2 channels that still bear to air it are Prime and CMT (Country Music Television)?

The traces of personal tastes pertaining to the outback can only be effectually found on the dreary days of winter when I wear my cowboy boots. Similar to many fellow urban young adults, I do regard country music with an extent of disdain.


However, to my disappointment, I fear that most members of my age group fail to discern the value of this show. Other than journey down the timeline to comedy sitcoms concerning family life such as Leave it to Beaver or Father knows Best, Roseanne was a pioneering sitcom that aptly demolished those formal schemas to approaching family life. Riddance to those painfully stringent inapplicable rules to raising a family like those we once knew of when North America was still a good safe place and residents didn't necessarily have to lock up in their neighbourhood. Welcome satire, where parents need not be uptight, incessantly worried about their offsprings' future. Where parents and guardians can conceivably be light-hearted, sit back and laugh, strike up a joke or two. I recall watching it in my younger days and feeling so refreshed to their different angle and perspective on family life, half-cursing the circumstance of my family and asian culture, fantasizing that surely all North American families must have been liberal like theirs.


Lets not forget the chemistry that Roseanne Barr (her last name changed to Arnold during that period), John Goodman and their fictictious children have amongst each other. Recently, I watched a reunion of them on Larry King. To watch them foster warmth to each other, recalling memorable special episodes and singing 'inside' songs delighted me, seeing that colleagues can be amiable to each other. Quite dissimilar to the way Seinfeld characters relate to each other in reality.


Remember this?



Love the circular panning shot of the table.