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March 20, 2006

The worst Sopranos ever

And that's no small statement, in 5.2 seasons, there've been some bad ones. But last night, argh, the show's second for the season, was so terrible I almost left early. I think it didn't even run 50 whole minutes, but it seemed like 80. This season is so full of heavy handed foreshadowing, it makes Danielle Steele's "...she was so happy seeing burning candles on the slighly brown Christmas tree...then the house burnded down and her entire family was cooked alive!" seem like a hidden plot twist. Right after Christopher talks to the old FBI guys about terrorism, he runs into "Ahkmed" at the bar? Gimme a break. And those dream sequences...OMG, excruciating!

And I read a review calling this season brilliant! Who are these people!

Posted by Michela at March 20, 2006 02:21 PM

Comments

You're high. That was a good show.

Posted by: Fruity at March 20, 2006 05:13 PM

well, someone is high, and i guarantee i'tisn't Michela or me...

i'm not a big Sopranos fan, in fact i have only seen a handful of episodes, most of which i have found quite good, but last nite was like being forced to have my eyelashes plucked out one by one...

on second thought, Fruity, you might have something there. next week, i'm breaking out the hooka 'fore Sopranos. Excellent call!

Posted by: oh, i ganja at March 20, 2006 06:39 PM

The writers may have lost their finesse, but it was pretty easy to watch now that Meadow is so friggin HOT!

Ah yes, ganja is MSG for life-it makes anything taste good

Posted by: rolling stoned at March 20, 2006 11:29 PM

Meadow is pretty damn hot now, isn't she. If you saw the season premier, she was dancing in lacy bra and panties for her super duper hot dental student husband (did they marry? I think maybe I missed that). They should show her shakin' her fanny more often. Unless I was dreaming, my eyelashes were being pulled out while I watched that drivel.

And no way. The only thing ganja would have helped for that last Sopranos is to help me sleep through those excruciating dream sequences. Ack. Ack ack ack ack!

Posted by: Michela at March 21, 2006 09:48 AM

Tell me it isn’t so! I missed that episode. Hopefully Tony’s predicament will create a financial crisis, and Meadow will be forced to start dancing at Bada Bing!, where we will get lingering shots of Ahkmed putting untraceable bills in her G-string.

If yer smoke puts you to sleep you need a new connect. That seedy brown stuff will kill ya’.

Posted by: rolling stoned at March 21, 2006 06:05 PM

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