Television Without Pity: BS Hearts

We are really just writing about this because it's one of the things we think everybody knows and loves as much as we do, and we were just disturbed to discover that this is not the case. To be all confession-y about it, we worked wrote about film for ages, and then we just stopped, because we hated spending all that time in the dark to watch movies we hated. (Life < short.) But we love the filmed entertainment, and so we lavish our attention, whenever possible, on TV rather than the movies: $15 for a ticket? Fuck you very much! Not when we have Battlestar Galactica, and The Wire (4ever in our hearts) and Peep Show and The Closer (our summer fave) and House, the season finale of which we just finally saw and we will so let you know when we stop crying. We are never taking flu medicine, let us assure you of that.

Anyway, whenever we see some particularly affecting television, we race to Television Without Pity, a community of same-minded individuals all crying over the same thing. We love it. It certainly doesn't need our endorsement, having been bought out by Bravo, but that doesn't mean it's lacking the awesome.

It is, for the purposes of our art in this post, also the place where we realized that the song playing over the last, few crushing moments of House was Iron & Wine's Passing Afternoon: video above.

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