I am one of those weird Americans, part alien most likely, who doesn't actively watch network television. I do have a TV, sitting there as a tool for watching DVDs we rent or buy. But I am completely appalled by the greedy, double-dipping concept that we pay for television and also get bombarded by commercials. Essentially, we pay to be bombarded by advertisement!
But sometimes, nevertheless, I do watch TV on my computer. It's a sketchy proposition on my little DSL connection, and it doesn't always work, but the commercials are only 30 seconds long. Look, I have an afghan to crochet! And the only way to get that done is to sit quietly and be entertained by something that doesn't involve my hands, or even my eyes too much. So no blogging and no reading.
This was a long preface to tell you about a TV series I discovered last night, one that got me through several rows of my afghan. Life on Mars is about a New York City cop who gets in a terrible car accident and wakes up in the same city in 1973. There are hints he's in a coma and dreaming everything, and hints that divine intervention got him there, hints that he has a mission to fulfill. It's reminiscent of Quantum Leap or the Pretender, a light comedy/drama about a decent guy who just wants to get back home.
Lots of big names, Harvey Keitel, Gretchen Mol and Lisa Bonet, but Jason O'Mara who plays the main character Sam Tyler is new to me.
I watched several episodes last night (another benefit of watching TV online: time is your servant, not the other way around).
Update: Special feature on the Life on Mars website: 1973 Radio.