Recently, I did some work for a company; I thought the work was going well, and I was enjoying myself. This wasn't a major commitment -- just a few hours per week. Suddenly, rather quickly, I received a landslide of negative feedback. I tried to mend fences (with apologies for the mixed metaphor) -- but this was a useless endeavor. The chapter ended with a non-termination termination -- "We'll be in touch if other opportunities arise" -- and I bit my tongue.
On one level, I'm relieved not to be working with this group anymore; things ultimately seemed chaotic and (at the least) questionable. On the other hand, I'm surprisingly hurt -- because I had a certain half-vision of what this year would be, and now I need to regroup.
That's also the plot of "Somebody Somewhere," this week. Sam seems to take steps toward one particular future -- then discovers that she is actually walking backwards. A random remark at a bar throws a light on for her: "You'd be a great mom." Sam laughs this off: "Which is NOT to say I've never been pregnant. Oh, I've been pregnant. You lose count after the tenth abortion..." But, clearly, Sam is moved. She visits a shelter for dogs. She considers "parenting" a little puffball. In the period of decision-making, she loses her opportunity; someone else has claimed the dog. The End.
When we last see Sam, she is sobbing in her car. This is an eloquent scene, because it helps to emphasize how mysterious life is. The dog seemed, on the surface, to be a brief, fun, hypothetical project. But, clearly, it was much more than what it seemed to be.
I'm not sure where Bridget Everett is headed, but I see that she helped to write Season Three of her show. I hope she'll continue writing; it's a shame this series is in its final days.
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