ARTS & ENTERTAINMENT
24 hours of 24
Perhaps the biggest beneficiary of the DVD revolution has
been television producers. Whereas DVDs only exacerbated the
film-buying market, TV networks suddenly had a new cash cow
on their hands. Consumers would eagerly buy a season's worth
of episodes of their favourite shows, both cult hits (Family
Guy) and shows perpetually in rerun form (Friends).
The best part of having a TV column is that slacking off to
watch TV can be classified as research; therefore, after hours
of intense "research," I can conclude the ideal TV show for
the DVD format is 24.
I came to this decision after a memorable day this past summer,
where myself and some friends set the day aside to watch the
entire first season, in an attempt to mirror the show's "every
episode is one hour of the same day" format.
Needless to say, it was an interesting time. People came and
went throughout the day, including my taking eight hours to
go to work. Only my friend Dave stayed the entire time, minus
the hour he took to recover from being punched in the groin
by my other pal Matt. It's a long story... well, actually,
it's not; my friends veer wildly between intelligent and hilariously
I should probably confess at this point that our 24-athon
was the first time I had ever seen a full episode of the show.
My Tuesdays the past two years have been filled with class,
like Angel and Buffy (don't start). From what I knew from bits
and pieces of 24's convoluted plot, I wondered how the hell
this show could make sense.
The short answer is 24 doesn't make sense. You can forget
about the numerous plot holes on a week-to-week basis, but
watching every episode consecutively really drives home what
a goofy show this is. Jack Bauer's incredible threshold for
pain, his daughter Kim's poorly-acted adventures, Dennis Hopper's
sorry attempt at a Serbian accent and (worst of all), Teri
Bauer having amnesia! Amnesia! With that clichı, I half-expected
Jack to wake up at 11:59 and realize his whole day was a dream.
And yet perhaps the highest praise I can give the show is
that throughout the whole day (between a bunch of male university
students) our choice drink was pop, since we wanted to be coherent
enough to see what happened next. There were more "holy shit" moments
per episode of 24 than most programs have in their entire history.
My Tuesday night viewing schedule will still exclude 24 (gotta
love those night classes), but I'll no doubt be interested
in seeing the entire season in one day-long orgy of Pepsi and