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I hate TV
After eight years of half-hour chunks and three-minute breaks, a TV critic bids the idiot box goodbye. Almost.

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By Robert David Sullivan

April 7, 2001 | My mother called it the idiot box, and when I was growing up in the 1970s, intellectuals were still claiming they didn't watch television. Now "The Simpsons" and "The Sopranos" are hailed as masterpieces, and while moralists still get worked up over specific programs ("Jackass" comes to mind), almost everyone agrees that television can be just as good as theater or film. As a TV critic, I've been hammering that point for the past eight years.

But now that it's respectable, television seems less pleasurable. When I hear the resistance-is-futile theme to "The West Wing," I wonder if it might be more fun to clean my bathroom, and goofball shows like "The Iron Chef" merely heighten my embarrassment at being home alone on a Friday night. Television, I have discovered, is a lot like being gay: It's fun only if people are outraged about it.

Oh, I don't mind watching a good "I Love Lucy" for the 20th time, or an episode of "Homicide: Life on the Street" that I missed during its original run. But I hate looking for something new, and that's not good for a television critic. Nonfiction series leave me cold, and I'm referring to "Frontline" as much as "Temptation Island." (I caught a few minutes of the PBS documentary "Jazz," but it felt like a better use of my time to put on a CD and read the liner notes.)

As for scripted entertainment, TV always seems to be dominated by weak imitations of innovative series that peaked several years ago. For much of the '90s, we got sitcoms that ripped off "Seinfeld" (including modest hits like "Ellen" and bombs like "The Single Guy"); now we've got courtroom dramas that aren't as good as early episodes of "Law & Order" (such as "The Practice" and "Family Law").

My flagging interest in the idiot box ("boob tube" was never uttered by my easily embarrassed mother) may have something to do with the fact that I just turned 37, putting me at the midpoint of life expectancy. Suddenly it hurts to waste three minutes sitting through a commercial break, trying not to glance at all the unread books I've carted around from apartment to apartment. Even worse is breaking my life into half-hour chunks in order to accommodate a TV schedule. I might cut off a perfectly enjoyable phone conversation just to catch the beginning of "Frasier." If I've got 10 minutes before "Survivor," I might kill the time by flipping channels -- since I'm usually too lethargic for any activity that would require me to pull down the window shades.

Television's emphasis on youth is also getting harder to take, now that mine is gone. I can no longer emulate the behavior on shows like "Ally McBeal" and "Friends" without feeling like -- well, an idiot. Aching for stability in my own life, I'm getting tired of watching disastrous dates and aborted weddings on never-ending TV series. I don't need to watch anyone else die prematurely on "NYPD Blue."

I still believe that television can be as intriguing as film, music or theater, but it can't replace any of them. And the more I watch TV, the more I miss those other forms of artistic expression.

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