Now, Why Would You Go And Do Something Dumb Like That?
Recently, you good folks voted The Wire as the best show of the 21st Century, narrowly beating out Parks and Recreation. I think you’re right to think that’s the best show and the best comedy, respectively, of the century, but if you ask me, the best single season of television this century is the first season of Friday Night Lights (and the first episode is my favorite drama pilot).
That show was magic, and so much of it had everything to do with the perfect casting. I liked the Friday Night Lights movie with Billy Bob Thornton, but the series? Connie Britton and Taylor Kitsch and Kyle Chandler had this alchemy that just worked in a way that can never be replicated.
So, Universal is re-imagining Friday Night Lights. Naturally. There’s going to be another movie. It will be directed by David Gordon Green, who is great, but should stay the hell away from Friday Night Lights.
It’s not a sequel. It will not have any of the same characters that were in either the movie or the TV series. It’s not even in the same city. It’s “a story with a completely different setting and cast of characters, while still focused on the world of high school in Texas and the impact it has the community.” Robert Schenkkan (Hacksaw Ridge GUuuuuuuH) wrote the script.
So, it’s a football movie set in Texas and they’re attaching the name Friday Night Lights to it to sell tickets and potentially damage the brand of one of the greatest television series ever? Cool, cool, cool. As Lainey says, “If there’s no Coach Kyle Chandler and no Taylor Riggins, fuck this! FUCK. THIS. It’s nonsense and I’m not acknowledging it. Texas Forever! #33”
If they’re going to “re-imagine Friday Night Lights, these assholes may as well re-imagine Mary Poppins … oh, wait.
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