J and I have been watching Veronica Mars all week on Netflix. It’s the first time I’ve seen it since it originally aired. I’d forgotten how good it was–and particularly the first season. (I was less interested in the second season, which faltered in some serious ways; I don’t remember if I watched the third at all, though I also didn’t have a television then and was at the mercy of others’ ability to download torrents.) But it’s been fun to watch it again without thinking of it so much as as methadone following my years-long addiction to the heroin(e) known as Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which ended the year before Veronica started.
One last comparison, though. This show really does take me back to high school, when I loved bad boys. Logan Echolls is hot (and really well acted by Jason Dohring, who manages to capture the mischievousness and sensitivity of the character instead of turning him into a one-dimensional asshole). On the other hand, Teddy Dunn as Duncan Kane is so boring, I keep thinking to myself, “God, he’s such a fucking Riley.”