I can't let go!
Elizabeth Kubler Ross's Five Stage of Grief, as applied to "Blind Justice."
1. Denial: I can't believe this. This can't be right. Maybe I read it wrong.
2. Anger: What are they, nuts? How could those pinheads at ABC cancel this show? It was so-o-o-o-o good. I hate them and I'm never watching ABC again, except for "Blind Justice" reruns.
3. Bargaining: Maybe Stephen Bochco will take it to cable, even though no cable network could afford a show with this kind of production values, a high profile cast, and two working teams of cinematographers.
4. Depression: All I want to do is lie here on the sofa in my bathrobe, shoot chocolate-flavored Reddi-Whip into my mouth, and watch my old "Blind Justice" tapes.
5. Acceptance: Oh, well. At least I have it on tape, and it helps if I think of this as the best 13-part miniseries ever. And maybe they'll put it out on DVD.
How are we doin' out there? At least we can start a great thread on Tuesday with "Under the Gun." Sigh, sob, grinding of teeth.
Thoughts, anyone?