This week on “Brooklyn Nine-Nine,” Jake tries to solve the mystery of what has Captain Holt in such an awful mood, refusing to believe that he played any part in it, while Boyle struggles to convince Amy and Rosa that a seemingly sweet elderly man is responsible for a bank robbery.
Well, “Parks and Recreation” is over. And if you couldn’t tell by my Twitter feed, I’ve been pretty emotional about it. So emotional in fact, that I’ve decided to do something crazy. And Leslie Knope-like. Here I give you an acrostic poem devoted to my favorite comedy. Editor’s note: My roommates helped me emotionally get through this and offered suggestions.
It’s not a “Parks and Recreation” GIF, but this is how every fan of the series should be feeling after watching that finale:
I still can’t believe it’s over. I binged the first six seasons last spring, and now I’m kicking myself for not having more time with what quickly became my favorite TV comedy. Thank Li’l Sebastian this show is immortalized on Netflix. I don’t want to live in a world where I go a week without seeing Ron Swanson’s mustache or April Ludgate’s scowl.
The Emmy Awards used the hype surrounding Oscar week to mask its big announcement about reforming its categories. In addition to revamping what’s considered a mini-series and expanding its comedy and drama categories from six to seven nominees, it also set a strange precedent for what is now considered a comedy and a drama.
While watching last night’s “Better Call Saul” episode, “Nacho,” I couldn’t help but think about how Vince Gilligan likes to explore the (often) inevitable disappointments of being part of a family—how we do things we know we shouldn’t do for those who are close to us; how we manage to let them down; how deluded we can be about them; and how, even in the most trying circumstances, a small part of us can call out for reconciliation with them.