Saturday, May 14, 2011

One Olivia, Two Olivia . . . .

Evidently, I have an inordinate love of and for the Cosby show. Recent conversations with my roommates--in addition to a half remembered comment from one of my sisters--have revealed as much to me. I am not ashamed of this. I freely, and publicly, admit that I watched every episode of all eight seasons almost as soon as the series became available on Netflix instant watch. Call it a backlash against the onslaught of trauma novels inflicted upon me by my Contemporary Realism class, or the innate inclination toward all things jello-related inherent in my religious culture, but I have, do, and will love this show.

I mean what's not to love? The heartwarming Huxtable family? Real life problems dealt with with considerable aplomb? Clean entertainment? The mind-boggling popular attire of the late eighties and early nineties? Bill Cosby at his best, interacting with a host of adorable five-year-olds? The use of the phrase "boom boom"? Drama, comedy, and romance wrapped into a tight 22 minute package?

And while certain parties have asserted my fondness for the show stems from my secret love for Bill Cosby himself, I don't think it is old Combustible who's won me over. It's the whole dynamic. I love seeing a "real" family. But I especially love seeing the relationship between Claire and Heathcliff, that they get on each others nerves at times and that raising their family is hard work, but they do work at it. They come up with creative solutions and they stand together. I think that's nice and refreshing in the face of contemporary offerings like Parenthood (admittedly, I've never watched the show).

On a related note, I think I finally know what I want to be when I grow up: Claire Huxtable.

Minus the law degree. I have enough student loans as it is.

Speaking of which, one more year to go "dear readers." That's right I survived another semester. Let the blog posts re-commence!

5 comments:

Alexandra said...

How can you attest you're not in love with Bill Cosby, and then later say you aspire to be his wife...hmm?

Laura said...

I LOVE the Cosby Show. I never watched it until it started coming on Nick at NIght when I was in college, where my family determined that my sister shared many similar qualities with Denise, which made it all the more hilarious. And yes, I aspire to be Clair Huxtable...including the law degree.

Lindsay Anne said...

I see your point, Alex, but consider this: if I want to be Claire Huxtable then I'd be in love with Heathcliff Huxtable, not Bill Cosby.

Meg said...

Boom boom is still weird. And the episode where all the men give birth to toy planes and boats or some such in someone's dream is still extremely disturbing to me.

Amy-Alisa said...

I also look up to the family dynamics of The Cosby Show. How can you have not seen Parenthood? It's the ultimate Gilmore Girls substitute. I actually really like that show. Check it out.