This year, broadcast execs are telling us writers: go deeper! Be realer! Go scarier!
It's not something we're used to hearing. It's thrilling. We'd pinch ourselves, but then we might wake up.
Last year the show that kept coming up in meetings was
Sopranos. This year it seems to be
Rescue Me. I guess because it's much like another workplace soap, except it doesn't rule much territory off limits. Everything's up for grabs. The hook is ostensibly that Tommy Gavin sees dead people. But the real reason to keep tuning in is that it really shows you the weirdness of the male perspective in all its glory.
Looks like that's the direction they'd like us to go on one of our shows, and it's exciting. Except we're going into the deep, fragile, scary, volatile weirdness that inhabits the minds of 16 year old girls...