A Bad Bad Thing



My beloved sister has done a bad bad thing.

She bought the whole 5th season of "24" on DVD, and mailed it to us.

For spring break, some people went to Maui. Some went to France. We watched a whole season of "24" in one week.

She might as well have shipped us a family pack of heroin and a box of needles. We would sit there after several episodes, noting that it was now after midnight, calculating whether we had enough stamina for one more episode before turning our back on Jack Bauer until dawn.

We really like the storytelling concept of a drama which unfolds in real time, each episode taking up one hour in a Very Bad Day. It is also a great luxury to watch the clock skip ahead five minutes and know that you just bypassed five minutes of commercials.

So now Elizabeth has burned through her iTunes allowance downloading episodes from Season 6 to her iPod. We also scored Season 1 on DVD, so that we could scoff at how huge and primitive Jack's phones and other devices were then.

I want one of those bags that Jack carries around, complete with all the stuff that's in it. Now THAT would be a good Father's Day.

We are learning some of the "24" conventions. After watching Season 5, it was no surprise when, ten minutes into Episode 1/Season 1, Jack shot someone in the thigh. It was a kinder, gentler Jack in Season 1 -- he just used a tranquilizer dart this time.

Until my sister sent these disks, I didn't know Jack.


Posted: Thu - April 5, 2007 at 07:12 PM        

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