If you’d asked me ten years ago how I’d feel about having every episode of Sports Night available to watch whenever, wherever I wanted I would have been so enraptured you would have had to scrape me off the ceiling. I loved that show with its smart, savvy content and witty banter.
Now it is on Netflix Instant Viewing and the other night I watched three episodes in a row. Boy, does Aaron Sorkin’s method become both obvious and tedious after awhile! It’s funny because I’d still say that Sorkin is my favourite writer for visual media because he manages to create intelligent dialogue that at least partially captures the nuance of controversial positions. Even though he and I are diametrically opposed on just about every major category, I still appreciate his work. But I have a new rule. No more than three Sports Nights in a row.
I was watching those shows to take a break from reading. I’ve been in a pretty heavy read cycle and I’ve learned that when that happens I need to force a break from the book world to let my mind ride a different track for awhile. I used to just switch books but I’ve started to realise that doesn’t prevent brain-cramp as well as a total change. It’s hard because more and more lately I’ve been hit with the realisation that life is finite and so are the amount of books I’m able to read. So I’m cramming them down as fast as I can.
Although I must say that with more and more of them I am realising I won’t regret leaving them unread.