I Finally Watched Downton Abbey, and I Love it
I don’t know why it took me so long, but I finally got around to watching Downton Abbey this weekend. I didn’t realize the appropriateness of the timing until the first episode flashed up the date of April 15, 1912. Not only was I watching it on April 15, 2012, but it was the anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic, the news of which was the opening scenes of the show.
My husband seemed to be hooked more than I. We watched six hours of it on Sunday and finished the last episode last night. Now I know what all the hype and awards were about.
Nobody does period pieces like the British, although I have been disappointed with their latest depictions of Agatha Christie‘s work. I love the setting, both time and scenery, and who can resist the accents. I’ve always been fascinated with the aristocratic lifestyle. A couple of my favorite quotes from Downton Abbey:
What’s a weekend?
Is there anything worse than losing one’s maid?
Most of us will never have cause to speak those words. Maybe the first one but for the very opposite reason. While the Crawleys are kind and all around good people, they are out of touch with the average class. While it would be nice to have a maid and live each day like it was the weekend, I never want to lose touch.
I love it. It is the evening soap opera of the decade. I was pleased to learn that season 3 is in production.
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