Six Feet Under 6/13/05

As someone who is Nate’s age and the age of the COTW, I found Nate’s friend in the bar disturbing. Of course, I’ve never gone out with anyone younger than me so I guess I don’t need to look at teenagers.

Well, for sheer inventiveness, they’ll never be able to top the death of the devout Evangelical Christian who thought she was witnessing the Rapture, so we might as well stop hoping for it right now.

I was rather pleased to see Nate talking with the teenage version of the dearly departed - a nice glimpse back to season one.

David is a flake. I don’t know why Keith puts up with him. I’ve thought that from the first season, and I’ve yet to see anything that changes my mind.

And Rico really let me down. Liar.

Yeah, I thought of a similar thing. I think Brenda didn’t want to see people in that way. Like they were desenitized.

I saw it more as he saw his youth in the teens. “The best years of his life” so to speak. Contrasted with Nate saying these years were the best in his life.

The weird thing about that death is that it was completely explicable from the point of view of the woman, but to others, it must have seemed senseless. I wonder how often that’s true. And as for weird deaths, I remember the woman who stood up in the back of a limousine and was struck in the head by a traffic signal.

One thing I like about the show is how they show the skill involved in preparing the corpses for the funerals.

Like Rico getting creative with the porn star and using cans of tuna fish to prop up her breasts?

That was inspired writing, added with the eulogies that has to be my favorite funeral.

Finally caught the episode last night.

Ruth has my sympathy. The writers played with us a bit, showing sweet, thoughtful George at the start of the episode, and Ruth constantly sniping and harping at him. Then comes the ice cream blow-up, and it’s obvious that Ruth is out of her depth in caring for him.

I think that’s what it is – if he was conventionally (physically) ill, she’d know what to do, and there would be light at the end of the tunnel. As it is, George’s doctor was less than helpful (“We need the bed”), and she’s lost and scared and floundering.

Yes, I was thinking of the tuna fish cans. Before watching this show, it never occurred to me to wonder what they need to do to corpses to make them presentable.