An Elegy For Terriers On FX
Listen, I don’t blame them for canceling the show. I don’t. The show suffered criminally low ratings. Nobody really… watched the program. Hell, I didn’t watch it from the beginning. We grabbed about six episodes for the plane trips on our vacation, and found ourselves in love with the show.
A show that was drifting lazily toward cancellation.
(I do however blame the shit out of their marketing team. Terriers flew under the radar in part because that’s where they advertised it. I love the show, and I almost forgot that it was on.)
I’m happy it got to finish out its season. A lot of shows don’t get that opportunity — though The Gods Bless the DVD format, because now shows canceled before the ends of their respective seasons can gain at least a little life on the back end, can at least be seen instead of ending up buried in the pop culture equivalent of a shallow grave near a gaggle of hobos.
Which means that from this point forward, you can at least point people to that DVD collection on your shelf. The one called Terriers. The one that features the Sunshine Noir of San Diego. The one that shares blood and soul with Veronica Mars. The one that stars the criminally underused Donal Logue and the hopefully-not-one-day-also-criminally-underused Michael Raymond-James. The one about friendship and love and murder and conspiracy, a show that was equal turns hilarious and heart-wrenching.
The one that, in five years time, someone will tell you “they never heard of.”
“Oh, I never heard of that,” they’ll say.
“I know.” You know.
It’ll give you a chance to lend them the DVD. (Of course, by then, fuck it, they’ll have to download it from the iTunes Mega Brain because while I love streaming and downloadable media I lament our inability to share such media with friends, because this forces them to buy it, and let’s be honest, they probably won’t).
Let Terriers live on.
Like you do — or should do — with other one-season wonders.
What other one-season wonders can you think of that earned your love? Firefly, obviously. Wonderfalls, most definitely. Both with producer Tim Minear, who was also attached to Terriers. Can we all just agree that Minear’s name attached to a project means it’s a) going to be brilliant and b) going to get canceled? I’m almost of a mind to not watch anything he does — I just don’t want my heart broken.
So, on a day when everybody else is going to be talking about WikiLeaks, let’s talk about one-season wonders, shows that made it to a season (or less) and broke our hearts when they went away.
What one-season shows do you miss most?