… yes, I do that when I come across something late to the game.
It happened 9 years ago, for instance, with North & South when I got the DVD as gift from my mother. I had it laying around for a while before one day, when I was sick in bed, I decided to watch one episode. Ended up watching all 4 in one go, I just couldn’t stop despite having a headache and feeling awful. And now, 9 years on, I still adore N&S, I still adore Richard Armitage and I even have my signed N&S poster!
Binge-watching happened again when I discovered The Mentalist. I had known of its existence but didn’t actually catch an episode till the show was in season 3. Someone recommended it to me, so I watched the pilot, and watched the next episode and the next… watched episodes every free moment I had until I was caught up to season 3!
From then on I watched faithfully every week until the series finale last spring.
I’ve had other binge watches, but those were slightly less… desperate than N&S or The Mentalist had been.
And now, here I am again, right in the middle (nearing the end) of a new desperate binge watch – the BBC’s Call the Midwife!
Of course I was aware of the series, have been for a few years, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to see a show about other people giving birth. Miranda Hart is on the show and I just love her and loved her Miranda sitcom. So, the other week I happened to catch a rerun episode on TV of what turned out to be an early Call the Midwife episode – I gave it a go because I was curious about Miranda and gosh, don’t you know it, I was instantly hooked! Of course, I couldn’t rest until I had the whole show in my possession and I have been binge watching all the episodes. I love it and already now don’t want the series to end! I love the love that oozes through each episode, the warmth, the strength of characters, all unique and flawed in their own ways. The episodes make me smile and make me cry, they make me feel so many things and make me think.
I am already nearing the end of season 4 now and when I finish that I’ll be all caught up. There will be a Christmas special this year (is it Christmas already?) and early next year there will be a series 5. Whew! The show is still running and I am already looking forward to it in the new year!
I love Miranda, the BBC sitcom about a mid 30s woman who is tall and awkward in so many ways and lives life in childlike delight. I have laughed myself silly at her escapades and have rooted for her to get together with the love of her life, Gary (the man who owns the restaurant next door).
Just as with Geraldine (Dawn French) in The Vicar of Dibley, I could identify with Miranda. Both women don’t conform to the standard beauty ideal, both women have their awkwardness and yet both ‘ordinary’ women are heroines in their own way. They overcome obstacles, they grow and learn and deal with ups and downs but most importantly, they also stay true to themselves. They have their hearts in the right place and are so delightful and warm and in a small way they make you realize that you, as a normal, non-topmodel person, can be the heroine in your own ‘normal’ life. In fact, you ARE the heroine in your life just as they are in theirs.
Just as I was sad at the time that The Vicar of Dibley had to end (see no. 3 in my Christmas list), so I was also sad that Miranda had to end. The two final episodes were aired on the BBC over Christmas and New Year’s.
Warning – if you watch the show and haven’t seen this final episode yet: be warned, spoilers ahead!
What I can already share is that the moment Miranda addressed her audience at the end of the show, I teared up as well…
So, yesterday’s last ever episode… it almost looked like she and Gary would never happen, that she was going for life without her man. I rejoiced in her newfound confidence and ‘not needing a man to be happy’ mode… but… she loves Gary! I wanted her to have it all: confidence and knowing who she is and independence from her overbearing mum and I wanted her to have Gary! It almost looked like she didn’t want to go for him anymore but luckily she came to her senses and she rushed to him to tell him she loved him. Luckily he felt the same way!
And so, they got married after all! Of course, just as in The Vicar of Dibley, this all happened somewhat faster than it might do in real life but the gist of it remains: Miranda finds independence and happiness with Gary! I was thrilled.
I also loved how things ended between Miranda and her mum. Her mum’s heartfelt apology for being so overbearing was heartwarming.
I loved the multiple kisses between Miranda and Gary and how happy they were and I love that Miranda has grown yet still stays the same at heart.
All good things must end and it’s maybe good that they do end before they became a drag… but I will miss Miranda…