Every morning we address the important topic of something big, significant, funny, weird, etc. that happened while we were lying on the couch in front of the TV last night. Today we talk about a surprising, easy entertainment.
While celebrations of the guilty pleasure are perhaps a little too common these days, sometimes they are just necessary. So here we tip our hat to Ringer, the CW's swiftly moving "noir" (it's really more brown colored) soap that has only gotten better as the season's progressed -- a surprising turn of events for a show that started off only so-so. The show has eventually found its sense of humor, its inner silliness, and has thus become an enjoyable Tuesday treat.
For those unaware of the soft mechanics of the show, it's about two twins played by Sarah Michelle Gellar. One is a country mouse named Bridget with a troubled crime 'n' drugs past, the other is a city mouse named Siobhan with a big fancy apartment and a big fancy British husband. Siobhan then pretends to off herself and then tries to have Bridget killed so everyone will think Siobhan is dead (it's complicated -- well, no, it's not, but y'know) and she can live a life of anonymous luxury in Paris. Obivously the plan goes to hell and now Bridget is a pretender in Siobhan's life and actually doing rather well at it and we occassionally see Siobhan in Paris planning wicked things. It's all very ridiculous and requires quite a bit of disbelief suspension, but who cares! Tuesday seems like as good a night to turn off your brain as any other. (And hey, this show is on at 9, meaning you might have just watched Glee, so your insides are likely already in a puddly goo state anyway.)