Arrested Development

Ass-Headed Bottom: I never bought into the idea of the miraculous, because miracles always seem so damned ephemeral. Like if you blink you might miss it. Why should so many miracles have durations, if performed by a Deity outside of time? Even my fellow Jews could appreciate/imagine the Miracle of Light for all of eight days. 192 hours of smoky oil-lamp? Eh. Christ rose after 3 days in the Tomb, leaving a Face-Doodle on His Shroud. 72 hours underground? Eh (didn't David Blaine manage twice as much a few years ago?). I want a miracle that lasts for YEARS. Funny thing is, television--that supposedly hopeless serial medium, to "film" what Reader's Digest is to "texts"--has produced four such miracles--Freaks and Geeks, The Wire, the British Office, and Arrested Development. Of course, television networks and the low standards they inspire in their viewers has meant pulling the plug, again and again. In other words, there's always a Fall around, an expulsion from the Eden of effortlessly brilliant script-writing, into the wilderness of Tyra Banks' empty forehead and mouth. But miraculously, I got all of Arrested Development on DVD for my birthday, so I'll see you cinephiles later. But much like Elijah, let me leave you with the supreme comfort of the news that there will be an AD movie coming out in 2009, with the whole cast.

Boris: Cool.