Okay, so I was having a Charlie Kaufman moment, debating what sort of muffin to reward myself with after I stop procrastinating, when the Spirit of Robert McKee visited me and told me to get my fucking ass to the gym and stop wasting his goddamn time.
So I did. And there did I see my first ever complete episode of "Boy Meets World." Understandable. Not my demographic. I won't even go into the usual "too hip for Disney" putdown thing cuz, know what? I used to watch "Charles In Charge". On purpose.
What disturbed was the casting.
The "boy" in the title is played by Ben Savage, who we all remember as the lovably Oedipal junior Napoleon psychopath from "Wild Palms", which was pretty good up until the third act de-newy-ment.
Who ever heard of making a movie better by putting LESS Dana Delany in it? Does that make any sense? Does that make any fucking sense? Hush, Robert.
Anyway, the father is played by William Russ, who has had a long and distinguished career playing variations on the evil "Lifetime Movie of the Week" husband/father/boyfriend/priest/school teacher/crossing guard/dentist/cop/newspaper reporter/auto mechanic/drug dealer/what have you.
But, those of us who are me will remember him best in the role of Evan Freed, gleefully blowing away artfully lit headless mannequins with a pair of Mac 10s in Episode 201 of Miami Vice.
If you have not seen this episode of Miami Vice, then you have not seen any episode of Miami Vice.
I guess where some see a wasteland, I see a zen garden. I hate zen gardens.
Posted by Jason at July 11, 2003 06:17 PM