Holy Crud, Freaks & Geeks was such a great show.
I'm only into the second episode but it's been enough to remind me what a subtle and mesmerizing experience it is/was. First off: The Weirs. Sam is, top to bottom, completely me at that age. Lindsay is nothing short of the most completely realized female teenager in the history of television.
And Bill. Bill Haverchuck. I'm convinced that Martin Starr's work on this show paved the way for any and all of the comic subtlety we've come to take for granted in Live Action classics like Arrested Development and The Office. It's All Bill. He's the only character and Martin's the only actor who could introduce that kind of quiet hilarity that Gareth Keenan and Buster Bluth so effortlessly exude.
And the box set is really nice too. I've been really really really tempted to spill for the deluxe box set, especially since there's a 10 minute featurette dedicated solely to the glory that is Sarah Hagan, but, doing the math, I don't see how I could convince myself to spend $65 on two discs and a yearbook. Maybe if I find myself suddenly lucrative.
The M.F. Doom quote (via Count Bass D's Dwight Spitz) that makes up this post's title might seem unrelated, but is it? Is it, really?
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