I was quite sad to learn that the show was canceled in the first place. It was a beautiful show. It was funny, clever, used wonderful language, and the storyline/concept/whatever was romantic. Yes, yes, lovey-dovey romantic, but also whimsical-romantic. There was music and singing and beautiful colors and it produced moments of true, deep sigh, happiness. Now at this point, I am sure someone (if anyone actually is reading this) is thinking, "well, that is a chick show." I suppose it could be perceived that way. It was not in the vein of Lifetime or Hallmark sappy sentimentality (which along with soap operas are other guity pleasures of mine), but more in a sweet innocence, but also wry and, Jiminy Crickets! there was good dialogue! For example, in one of the recent episodes, a main character contemplates her relationship to another and her romantic feelings for said character by discussing the mixed messages he sent her through his use of double negatives. (In one scene, she actually reads a book on double negatives.) The regular cast is wonderful, but the guest stars have been a treat as well. (The cast can be found at the ABC site, but also here.) To say that Jim Dale as narrator was delightful, is an understatement. (Dale also reads the Harry Potter books for the audio version. I strongly recommend checking them out.)
This show, and several others that I have followed, was canceled. I understand the appeal of the reality show (I spent three hours last night watching How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria on BBC America afterall), but when shows that strive to be intelligent, thoughtful, engaging, and dare I say beautiful, fail to appeal enough for networks to have faith in them, I am discouraged and wonder just how out of the cultural loop I am.
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