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Monday, December 20, 2004

David E. Kelley is what's wrong with our world

I hate him. I think he’s evil. Every word he writes is crap. He needs his writing license revoked and a permanent ban against his sexist shit ever being broadcast on TV. I only watched five minutes of his new show, Boston Legal, before it became obvious that it was an Ally McBeal knockoff. Even though I hold up everything I watch to a “could that really happen?” standard, I get that fantasy can make for good television. Ridiculous, pathetic characters falling squarely into clichéd categories? Not good television.

He clearly holds women in high contempt, which is disgustingly obvious in the misogynistic plots and character developments.

I know I can get up on my feminist high horse about shit like this, but that doesn’t mean I think every show has to be P.C. It just bugs the hell out of me when misogyny is disguised as P.C. bullshit. Ally McBeal a seemingly strong female lawyer who can get along just fine without a man? (Maybe for the first episode, anyway.) Give me Baywatch or Barb Wire any day. At least they don’t try to pretend it’s not about the boobs.


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