Golden Girl

I’ve been watching Orange Is The New Black for a couple weeks now.  When it first came out, I had zero interest in watching it.  I thought it would be exploitative and cliche–oooh, women in prison, oooh.

How wrong I was!  A really well-done show or film is about the only thing that engages my mind fully any more and OITNB is really well-done.  I get so caught up in the characters and story-lines.  I love the way it is filmed.  I love the humor.  I love the complete frustration of the situation, probably because it reminds me of so many times and situations in my own life.  It gives me a lot to think about.

Last night I saw the episode where an evil character escapes the prison grounds only to be run over by the prison van driven by a prisoner dying of ovarian cancer who has also escaped, at least temporarily.  Oh how satisfying that was to see the evil one get her due!

I also like how all of the people in the prison, employee and inmate alike, wonder just what the hell has happened to their lives.  All of them are trapped in some way.  All of them are misunderstood.  Doesn’t everybody feel that way, at least sometimes?  No wonder it’s such a popular show.

Anyway.  Today is the fourth anniversary of quitting the Terrible Job.  I don’t really call it that anymore.  It doesn’t take up as much space in my mind as it did for so long. I will call this progress.

I like the idea of an anniversary, though, because I like being able to measure and assess things.

This year I have realized that as far as I have come since my nearly complete mental and emotional breakdown, I still have a long way to go.  And the way to go is not going to be in the direction I once imagined.  I’m not going to “get back to normal”.  I’m just going to become me, whoever that turns out to be.  I have scads to learn yet.  And I will do most of this learning as an old woman.  And being an old woman will be a surprise too.

Of all the characters on OITNB, it’s the oldest women, the Golden Girls, who are the least three dimensional.  The show does a pretty good job with some of them as individuals.  And I’m only on season two so maybe I will be pleasantly surprised as I watch more episodes.

Probably the relative lack of depth is because the makers of the show just haven’t gotten there yet themselves.  It’s not their story to tell.  It’s really not even mine yet as I am merely peri-menopausal.  But my awakening is occurring much closer to old age than to youth.

It’s a way to go.

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4 responses to “Golden Girl

  1. JC

    I agree, it is a good show.

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  2. What a wonderful review/critique. I have not seen any of this program because I was sure it would be exploitative and all about the emotional manipulation of the audience. Now I think it might be otherwise, I may give it a chance! Thanks, Gale.

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