When it comes to television, I’ve got some rather serious obsessions: Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad and The Walking Dead—full of serious plot points, with its share of pathos and darkness.
After Breaking Bad ended last September, I had this hole in my life. I scrounged around for something to watch but nothing compared.
Over a long plane ride, I did opt to try out a comedy—2 Broke Girls. Where Breaking Bad goes dark, this one goes extra cute. If Jessie and Walter deal the special blue crystal, Max and Caroline are diner waitresses who peddle cupcakes. While Breaking Bad is addictive, 2 Broke Girls can be good wallpaper viewing. The girls actually make a reference to Breaking Bad in one episode but referring to themselves as “broke and sad.”
Max is streetwise, sometimes cynical and disorganized while Carol (who is the daughter of a jailed and fallen Wall Street cheat) has business smarts and optimism. Their odd couple routines work as both ladies, the lovable Kat Dennings and Beth Behrs have great chemistry—along with a great supporting cast of characters. There’s Earl the cashier who had his heyday in the ’70-‘80s, Han the Korean diner owner and Oleg the cook who thinks about sex all day to name a few.
It won’t consume you—and that can be a good thing. It’s certainly endearing in its own way.
While rediscovering comedy, I also gave The Crazy Ones a try. Set against the backdrop of the advertising industry, it marks Robin Williams’ welcome return to television sitcoms along with Sarah Michelle Gellar. Hopefully this does better than her other post-Buffy effort, Ringers.
Now I’d like to shift from the two broke girls and the crazy ones and explore the mystery of the 3,000 missing zombies from the “Makati After Dark” event last Halloween.
Sometime in September, promotions went out on Facebook for an event called “Makati After Dark” which promised food stalls, big name bands (Sandwich, Callalily, Chicosci, etc.) and a horde of 3,000 zombies.
At 1 p.m. on the day of the event, I was actually at the backstage holding area. The poor hapless folks who were part of the event’s talent pool were already telling me that the organizers were still working on the street closure and that they were not able to set up and start on time. There were cosplayers, production assistants, photographers, make up artists, dozens of kids and a few dwarves waiting to be made up as zombies. I wonder if any of these folks—who had been there since morning—received any compensation. I certainly saw no food or water.
Stage construction did not begin until a little after 4 p.m.—way after the schedule for the cosplay heroes vs. zombies skits and too close for comfort for an evening concert, though none of the bands even showed up. Neither did the 2,950 zombies they needed as reinforce-ments to make good on their promise.
I actually did try to contact one of the event organizers on Facebook to ask about the zombie training and how they would get the 3,000. I got no reply. Come to think of it, that person used an alias and a cartoon as a profile picture. Also, no race route was available on the website.
After the event, the Facebook page was taken down, as well as the website. I guess it wasn’t the folks with the tickets who did the running but the organizers.
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2 Broke Girls airs locally on ETC, The Crazy Ones airs on 2nd Avenue.