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October 5th, 2005 - Trickle of Consciousness — LiveJournal
I'm really starting to enjoy How I Met Your Mother. Back up and rephrase: I'm really getting a kick out of a lot of the characters in How I Met Your Mother. I like how neurotic Lily and Marshall are about their coupledom. Barney's not as scene-stealing as I think the writers want him to be, but I've had crazy friends like that--folks you hang out with and you just don't know why you do, but there they are. So, Barney is sort of a self-reflective train wreck kind of fun to watch.

That said, I was pretty much tired of the premise of the show after the pilot, and by this time I'm almost in earth-shaking snore about it. Each week we get the kids narrated to from off-camera, and each week they ask "oh, was that Mom?" and--non-surprise--it's not. These characters I like are stuck inside this frame that annoys the living crap out of me, because really I just don't care about the stupid kids' mom. So, while Ted's "I need to find a soul mate!" obsession is kind of funny, especially given how poorly it's going, it just keeps reminding me someone thinks they'll amuse me with the same stupid trick every week, and thus I groan.

When they announced the show, I had this hope that the title itself was a trick: what if there were an emphasis on the "your." I mean, any woman with a kid (now or in the future) qualifies, so the "you" could change all the time. Set that up in the pilot and you never have to come back to it, and thus you avoid having to get the kids to give up their ride home to fight off Venger one more time and the like. No such luck.

So, we'll see how it goes. I don't mind the Bob Saget narration per se, I just mind that it reminds me I'm going to have to put up with more shots of the eye rolling kids. If we can just forget about that part, I think I might be duly hooked.

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