Death is all around us. It’s inevitable, it’s heart-wrenching, it’s devastating and sometimes, despite the pain that it causes on those left behind, it can be beautiful. It makes us think about what we want in life, about the people around us, about what we wish we could’ve said and we could’ve done. So it makes sense that good fiction, which is often based on exploration of humanity, would show us death and how it affects its characters and everyone around them. But have we reached a point where death on television has stopped being gripping and interesting? Where it has become boring instead? I think so.
Opening statement: I have loved Crazy Ex-Girlfriend from the very first episode. I have converted several people into the show and I try to live tweet as I watch every Monday as well as creepily tweet the cast how much I love the show. And I still do, believe me. To this day Crazy Ex-Girlfriend is still my favorite show on television at the moment, which makes it harder for me to criticize it even a little. But I do think Crazy Ex-Girlfriend might be about to make a big mistake, and here is why:
As I move away from my mid-20s, I haven’t grown any less attached to TV shows and its characters as I used to when I was younger, but my tolerance levels have significantly decreased over time. I no longer watch TV shows with the hope of them becoming better. I no longer give shows too much wiggle room to fix gigantic mistakes I know deep in my heart there is no way to come back from. Maybe it’s cold and maybe it’s cynical, but with the amount of TV shows out there right now, why waste my time with something that I will not enjoy?