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The Wire

I just completed watching all five seasons of The Wire, the American urban crime drama from HBO.  You have likely heard of it, or seen it - it is a favourite among writers and poets, I've noticed.  I won't rave here for long, except to say, I believe it to be the finest piece of television drama ever made, except for Brideshead Revisited (which was, after all, briefer and based on a classic novel).  The complexity of the characterisation and multiple plots over many seasons, and the commitment to exploring socio-political issues is remarkable - but the ability to balance high-brow intelligence with street level accuracies, genre-busting ironies, pitch-perfect acting, and never-subsiding suspense, is unique.  The Wire is a permanent masterwork, the Citizen Kane of the small screen.  Utterly moving, enthralling, hilarious, upsetting, bleak, and yet curiously inspiring (there is always a bit of light in the darkness) I envy those who still have these many hours ahead of them.  It is Good TV.

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Mark Granier said…
Completely agree Todd. The Wire is amazing, though it took me awhile to get into (and I still have season 4 to get through). Then there is the often-overlooked Deadwood, not to mention Generation Kill, Mad Men and the newish comic-(very)tragic Breaking Bad. I also have a soft spot for the absurd Dexter (wonderful opening creds and soundtrack) and that wildly OTT drama with a transfusion of operatic soap, True Blood (with even better opening creds): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5r77tta6HPw
Too many to get through really.
chuck.godwin said…
HI Todd,
You are so right about "The Wire". I remember when it first came out, folks were skeptical of another "ghetto, drugs and violence" piece on American television. That attitude quickly changed after a few episodes. And I will echo Mark about "Generation Kill". Though different in storyline and characterizations, and lacking some of the sustained dramatic intensity of "The Wire", it is worth a watch.

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