Monday, February 18, 2013

Oh, no! Season three is over!


Downton Abbey

Daisy: You've kept me here with a dishonest representation.
Mrs. Patmore: Oh dear, did you swallow a dictionary?”
                                Quote from Downton Abbey, Season 3

I wonder whether, like me, you are hopelessly addicted to the BBC television show, Downton Abbey? I am embarrassed to say that I turned down a perfectly good social invitation last night so that I could stay home and catch up on the story. I think, after all the painfully horrible American reality shows, the total unreality of Downton Abbey is like tonic for a wounded soul. And the understated delivery of British punchlines is delicious.

My sons, who only watch shows on their laptops and tablets, tell me that television is on the way out, just as “land-lines” have become extinct. The things they watch, and think are great, are shows where guns play a big role and lots of things blow up. I can see why they think television should die.

I still have a land-line, too—how else would I receive robo-calls and advertisements for cemetery plots! Television is my generation's choice of entertainment. We boomers are the ones who ushered it in in the late forties and early fifties. In my household, our first television was a huge console of a thing, with a little six-sided screen that showed pictures in shades of gray. The whole thing signed off about ten o'clock at night—we watched until the signal died away.

I remember seeing Queen Elizabeth's coronation in 1953—at least, I watched a reel of it after the fact, since there was no live feed at the time. Even as a little girl, I was fascinated with all things British. I think I believed that everyone in England lived in a castle and spoke in hilariously cynical quips. I'm rereading Daphne Du Maurier's Rebecca at the moment and reveling in the rich, descriptive language. British writers, even modern ones, know how to take their time and give attention to detail.

One of the lessons from Downton Abbey is that family matters most. Whether it's the family upstairs or the family downstairs, they stick together and tough out the rough spots. I think the collective way of life is appealing, too. They share the house, they share the lifestyle, and they share the food. As I said, it's total unreality; just as entertainment is meant to be.

                                              In the spirit,
                                                  Jane

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