So Dawson’s Creek is streaming on Neflix. FINALLY.
Okay, so, sure – I own my two favorite seasons and the series finale on DVD and I’ve seen the whole series way-more-times-than-once before. There is just something so enticing about any streaming TV series, and it has been a couple years since I have given the Creek the all-consuming attention it so richly deserves.
For a second I became possessed with the idea of using this website as naught but a vehicle to live-blog literally the ENTIRE SERIES. I am still kind of drawn to that most-likely egregious idea, but I think instead I’ll just have the one Creek Week and be done with it.
Here are my thoughts on the pilot, though:
1 – SPIELBERG, Dawson? Really? Spielberg. I mean, Jurassic Park is awesome, so’s Indiana J, but REALLY? Really? Spielberg. Spielberg? BOO.
2 – In a related note, Dawson’s just the worst. His stupid smug-face, “Passion – pure unbridled passion”, his awful haircut and his lame-as-shit necklaces. And don’t even get me started on his over-sized wardrobe and those heinous khakis.
3 – THIS SHOW IS TOTALLY MY ADOLESCENCE!
4 – Songs contained within this episode include Tub Thumping by Chumbawumba, As I Lay Me Down by Sophie B. Hawkins and I’ll Stand By You by the Pretenders. Talk about preserving my 1990s in a 42 minute microcosm, eh?
5 – Jen Lindley, I did not give you any credit for being super-cool when I was 14- in fact, I kind of hated you and said mean things about you. I still feel incredibly bad about that, even though you are not and never have been a real person with feelings or consciousness.
6 – Tamaaaaaaara is like my least favorite character ever. She cray-cray.
7 – Pacey, Pacey, Pacey, Pacey.
That is all.
(Except for I am watching episode 2 and Dawson just said the phrase, “It will be a John Travolta night of interpretive expression. You see, this way we can dance and our feet will never have to move,” with total earnestness and I HATE HIM.)