Hanging from a cliff

In the past week, I've watched Star Wars: Episode III and the season finales for Everwood, Gilmore Girls, ER and The OC. In short, I'm an emotional wreck. Why can't these shows resolve anything? Just resolve something - just one arc, that's all I ask. But no, they have to tease us and leave us hanging from cliffs, just so we'll be tortured all summer until the new season starts. The worst is when there's a cliffhanger and then they cancel the series so then you never find out who shot Mr. Belvedere.

The problem with having to catch up with all these finales after being away for a week is now they all started to congeal into one show after a while. So, as best as I can figure, here's where we stand: Rory Gilmore isn't going back to Yale - in face, she's going to Africa to reunite with her boyfriend, who actually just flew to Europe because there was nothing left for him in Everwood except a crazy dad who's in prison. But his other son just hitchhiked his way out of Chicago to come visit him. Meanwhile, Rory's mom has a drinking problem and is going away to rehab, but not before she proposes to the dude who attacked her best friend and later gets shot by the lead singer of Death Cab for Cutie. Oh, and everyone's porch collapses. Now that's good TV.

After all that drama, I needed to cheer up, so I watched some movie trailers. Often, I enjoy movie trailers more than the actual movies. (I've mentioned this before.) While this might not be true for you, if this doesn't make you smile, you might not be entirely human. Enjoy.