Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Manda Watches the Dexter Season Premiere

My TV crush is a serial killer. This kind of puts my reality into sharp perspective.

Okay, so sure, Dexter kills people. But he's got a code. He only kills the bad ones. The ones who slipped past the system and are an ongoing danger to society. The symbolism of the trash bag in his disposal method is not lost on me. Probably wouldn't be lost on anyone with more than a sixth grade education, because the symbolism and the irony on this show are not all that subtle.

But you know, he's not really a bad guy. He's nice to his girlfriend/ wife-- except for the part where he's indirectly responsible for her death. He tried to get her out of town for her own safety. And he's really really really sorry about it. He's appropriately catatonic and self-loathing for the situation. But before that, he killed the ex-husband who was threatening her and punched a neighbor to defend her honor. And aside from that, he basically stays out of her business. She's kind of a needy, nagging shrew, too, but he never says a bad word about her. Maybe he's emotionally distant, but he at least knows he's supposed to fake it.

He's got a steady job. Well educated. Owns his own home. Has a boat. Good looking in a disheveled kind of way. So really, what's not to like here? I've done worse. We all have.

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