Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Ruh-roh

There wasn't much on TV last night, so I watched an episode or two of Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated.

Go ahead and judge, BUT:
  • I read all day long
  • I listened to NPR on my drive home
  • I made whole-wheat couscous/feta/green onion pancakes for dinner
  • I watched a documentary later
I EARNED those Scooby-Doo mysteries, friends.

And they were as cute and fun as I remembered. With two exceptions:
  1. The Mystery Mobile has GPS. WTF? 
  2. Velma (who is voiced by Natalie from The Facts of Life, by the way) and Daphne continually bitch and moan about their relationships with Shaggy and Fred, respectively. 
Whuck?

This is prime time on the Cartoon Network. Do we need sexual tension in the Mystery Mobile? And, more to the point, can book-smart (albeit fashion-challenged) Velma do no better than a (let's face it) pothead who loves sandwiches and his dog more than he'll ever love her?

Daphne and Fred are utterly vapid; they're made for each other, but I wanted so much more for poor Velma.

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