Let’s be dramatic here and say that Gilmore Girls changed my life. It’s a pretty over-the-top sentiment, but still completely true. We won’t discuss the final, about, two seasons; and if you even mention the words “Gilmore” “girls” “series” and “finale” in a sentence to me, I’ll bop you right on the head; but overall, the show was complete perfection. I know there are plenty of un-fans out there who tired of the quick-paced banter and Alexis Bledel’s forehead, but I don’t care about those people. Those people are dummies.
When the show first started, Rory was a year younger than me, so it was kind of like I was growing up with her. She and Lorelai had the kind of relationship mother and I had, and, eventually, the kind that my sister and I grew to have. I was kind of always the Lorelai, though, because I’m scatterbrained, quick-witted (RIGHT?!), and always down to eat food. Things are different now, I guess. I’m still Lorelai, my sister is still Rory, but we’re not as close as we were a few years ago. Stinks that we live so far from one another (and even farther when she’s at school). I’m hoping this distance (in both the space-sense and more) is only temporary and that this phase will end soon. Sometimes I feel like I’m flailing wildly by myself and no one is fully there to stop me from drowning, no matter how much I try to make them want to. I digress.
Last summer or the summer before (my, how years happen quickly!), I hunkered down and had myself a Gilmore Girls marathon. I’d gotten the box set for the Christmas before, and I was ready to finally give the whole thing a whirl. I kept track of my absolute favorite episodes so that my sister and I could have a mini-marathon before we started school (so then it was two summers ago). I cried so much more that time around than I had while it initially aired. The stuff with Dean and Jess, the stuff with Lorelai and Max, the whole Luke thing that dicked us around for far too long and didn’t even leave us completely satisfied. I was absolutely unbearable while watching the finale again. Damn the entire situation that lead to that sham of an ending. First of all, it should’ve been a multi-parter, if not, at least, a two-hour finale. That they had to rush every single story to a close is unforgivable.
Bah, I said I wouldn’t discuss it! I’ll stop! I just get so heated over it. It’s the same if someone tells me that they like vanilla better than chocolate – I go into a hyperdrive of “WHAT?!”. Wait, also, the series ended on my fucking birthday. There, I’m done.
Anyway, I miss this show more and more every year. I’m sure it would’ve run its course by now had it gone on (though, so long as it was rescued from the hands of David S. Rosenthal, I’m sure I would’ve continued to enjoy it), but still. This was a show that got me through the most changing years of my entire life – and continue to do so. And now I want to have another marathon. I watch so much television and so many movies. I leave the house only sometimes.
Oh, I forgot: fuck Logan, I hated that guy.
i still watch reruns almost every day at 5pm on the family channel. god i love that show.
Me, too!! That show was just entirely too great. I miss it so much.
Dear Jasmine, thank you for this post. As I was putting the finishing touches on a project last night by around 1:45am, and Gilmore Girls season 4 was on in the background…I also came to realize just how important all aspects of this phenomenon have shaped me.
I love those girls. And I love Dave Ragowski. But I love Lane and Zach better. Before I met Jordan I was determined to marry Jess, then use him up, leave him and happily settle down with Luke. I have hunted down everything that Kirk has been in, just so that I can say “hey, Kirk’s in this show.” And I would sell my soul to have Suki St. James as my new best friend.
You can ask my soon-to-be-husband and he well tell you that, all year long, I watch the entirety of the gilmore’s series (in order) and then right after that season finale leaves me hanging I say, “yeah, I think I’m ready to start it again.”
And then I do.
And you’re totally right: Fuck Logan, he’s the worst.
Thank you for this, Jazz.
(Ps. Are you watching Parenthood? Because it’s fantastic and it gives me back my Lorelei.)
Yes! Oh, man. Dave was the best, but Zach was even better than that. You know he’s on True Blood now? I even watched Aliens in America, because Luke was on it, and that show was SO GOOD and I’m still really sad it was cancelled after only one season. And Suki was in Samantha Who? and I watched the frick out of that, only to have it cancelled on me.
I think we need to have super-super Gilmore marathons. When you’re finished with it again, we’ll start it up together. Either by watching together at one of our places, or watching together separately and emailing about after or talking on the phone as we watch.
I watched the first episode of Parenthood and have the rest saved. I really, really wish it were Gilmore Girls, but I think it might tide me over.
I love you, lady!
Keep posting stuff like this i really like it
I try to understand why they brought Logan into the show. Was it to teach girls not to get in with douche bag entitled little boy-men? I felt so bad for the actor, too, because it will forever make me hate him in whatever he were to appear in later.
Something happened when Rory entered college. The mood of the show changed… I felt like she (and the show) lost direction. They should have kept her single. They built her into a dependent whiny girl who was negatively affected by that dude’s selfishness and narcissism. It’s like they felt they had to take the show to some weird soapy dramatic place instead of staying true to the characters.
It’s like you live in my brain! I definitely feel for the actor who had to play Logan because the absolute majority of Gilmore Girls fans truly despise him. Whenever I even see pictures of him at an event, I feel like snarling and slapping his face.
And I feel the exact same way about college Rory changing the show. Well, when she first got there, things were fine. It was cute when Lorelai slept over the first night there, and I really liked Marty (“naked boy”). It stunk that they never pursued that and then turned him into kind of a creep in the end of his run. She totally turned into a dependent girl who did everything with Logan in mind and nothing for herself. And, seriously, don’t even get me started on that sham of a finale.