Oh, the wonderful whimsical world of
Bryan Fuller. I've been re-watching his shows for so many years that
I can't even properly remember which one I started first roped me in:
was it Dead Like Me's sardonic take on a mundane afterlife or Pushing
Daisies' pie-filled, candy-colored charm and sass? Hard to say.
Doesn't even really matter, because both shows, and Wonderfalls as
well, remain totally re-watchable little universes unto themselves. I
know this makes me a bad tv fan to say, but I'm in some ways I'm glad
that each of his shows has had such an uphill battle and not it past
season two. What he creates are often shows that are sad, weird,
funny, slight-to-extreme twists on reality, and that is not always
the biggest seller with tv audiences. But in case you couldn't tell,
I love them all dearly.
That being said, and this is perhaps
indicative of how fantastically strange all of his shows premises'
are, Wonderfalls is probably the most normal. Jay Taylor, a Columbia
graduate with a philosophy degree slumming as a funderemployed
Niagara Falls souvenir shop clerk and living in a trailer park gets
bonked on the head one day and from then on, experiences cryptic
messages conveyed to her by any inanimate object with a face (wax
lions, teddy bears, brass book-end monkeys, t-shirt decals and lawn
ornament flamingos all apply). There's also a cute bartender from New
Jersey, lingering in stasis after being jilted on his Niagara
honeymoon, a sarcastic waitressing best friend who inadvertently
falls for Jay's older brother (played by Lee Pace doing his bemused
slacker thing, yay!!!!), slightly demented but loving parents, and an
angry lawyering older sister. And then, of course, the usual rotating
cast of strange friends and often stranger foe.
I love that little malformed lion!
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