On repeat

No matter how many new entertainment options this great world has to offer, there are a few movies, television shows, books, albums and other miscellaneous items I always go back to when I'm feeling down or annoyed or bored, or I just want to experience something familiar. I always tell myself I should branch out and try something new when I find myself listening to a song or watching an episode for the 12,000th time, but then I realize that there's nothing wrong with finding comfort in something - especially if it's something really good.

So here are a few of my favorites, the ones that never let me down.

"The Office" - Now, don't get me wrong, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the American version of the TV show - in fact, I love the American version - but I'm talking about the British one. I think my good friend Dan originally told me about this work of comic genius and J and I eventually rented and watched all the episodes. I've written about this before, so I'll try not to go off the deep end here, but instead provide a few reasons why I love "The Office" so much. There are only 12 episodes in all, plus a Christmas special that wraps everything up at the end so you feel like you've just watched a movie in several increments, rather than a weekly show. This, I think, is part of the series' charm - that it ends when it should end so you aren't dealing with years of unresolved romances, character developments and the same jokes over and over like you are when you watch most sitcoms. The storyline and characters are very similar to the American version (in some respects nearly identical) since the American version was based on the British show and the same team produces it. The boss in the British series, David Brent, played by Ricky Gervais, is, if you can believe it, a much more awkward character than Steve Carell's character in the American version, but the payoff of getting all uncomfortable watching him get into one unbelievable situation after another is getting to experience one of the most hilarious and touching shows I've ever seen. I've watched "The Office" so many times that even the sound of the BBC music that plays at the beginning of the DVD is enough to put me in a happy mood.

"The Ricky Gervais Show" podcast - After my positive (obsessive) experience with "The Office" I naturally wanted to check out more of what Ricky Gervais had done and so started listening to "The Ricky Gervais Show," which was my first experience listening to podcasts. The show's format is really pretty simple: Ricky Gervais and Steve Merchant (who co-created "The Office," and "Extras") sit around talking with their old radio producer, Karl Pilkington, who Gervais often refers to as a "shaved chimp." The best part of the show is when the other two brutally make fun of Pilkington for his (as they put it) "idiotic theories." The show is incredibly funny, but there's more to it than that. I can listen to those three discussing the same things over and over again. It's always a welcome break on a long car ride to turn off the news and put on one of those podcasts, no matter how many times I've listened. I can't quite figure it out. I mean, I like listening to episodes of "This American Life" and "The Splendid Table," too, but never more than once. Maybe it's the witty, unrehearsed banter, or the anticipation of my favorite parts, but whatever it is, I'll never be bored in the car again. Well, not for a few years, at least. You can download "The Ricky Gervais Show" on iTunes.

"Lost in Translation" - It could be the flashy Tokyo scenery or the fact that I like Bill Murray so much. Or that I'm never sure exactly what this movie is about, or that it seems to be about something different with every viewing, but I can watch "Lost in Translation" any time and am hooked from the moment it begins until the credits roll. I watched it again today, in fact, because I had a couple hours to spare and wanted to lay on the couch all wrapped up in a blanket and relax with something I know and love. And I did absolutely love it, just like I do every time.

"The Catcher in the Rye" - I read J.D. Salinger's well-known novel when I was a teenager because I figured it was a teenager thing to do. But unlike most teenager rites of passage, like buying "cool" clothes at the thrift store (a phase I sincerely hope I've grown out of for good) and reading Kerouac's "On the Road" (which I found cocky and annoying), I not only loved every word of "The Catcher in the Rye," I read it again, about a year after I'd done so the first time, and then about a year after that...Holden Caulfield never growing a tiresome character...his complaints about life never growing trite or immature, but simply endearing the character to me more. I've never felt too old to read that book, and so I re-read it again, and again. In fact, it's been some time since I've pulled out "The Catcher in the Rye" and it might just be the perfect time to do just that.

"Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco - I try to make a point of not religiously reading Pitchfork music reviews because the sometimes-snobby, hipster review site can make you feel like you don't know anything about music. Or that even if you love an album, you should actually hate it, and here's why...But Pitchford awarded "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" a 10.0 rating - their highest score - so I'll just let them do the talking on this one. And if you'd like to form your own opinion, you can check out the "Records" page on the Wilco site where you can listen to previews of some of their songs. Click on "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" and check out "Jesus, etc." Then go buy the album, if you haven't already.

"Arrested Development" - I haven't quite gotten to the stage where I can consider this amazing comedy series one of the television shows I have watched over and over again, but I'm on my way. The first time J and I saw this show, starring Jason Bateman, one Sunday night several years ago, we stopped what we were doing because it just seemed so...different...and so incredibly funny. Unfortunately the show was cancelled because not all Americans felt the way we did about it, but I know many people who can't get enough of the show, and for good reason, so if you're looking for a new series to rent during this writers' strike, I highly recommend this one. Michael Cera playing Bateman's on-screen son, George Michael, is reason enough to watch every single episode.

An afternoon out

I made a decision this weekend that I wouldn't spend the coming week sitting at home over-checking the job boards and my email to see if I could make any progress in my job hunt. I decided that nothing was ever going to move forward if I sat around the house feeling annoyed about the whole thing and that I might as well get out and enjoy my new life here in New Haven while I had the free time. Kind of like that saying "a watched pot never boils," you know? I totally do that, by the way. Watch the pot. So yesterday I decided to put my newly adopted attitude to work, and as it was Monday and most of the museums were closed, I opted for pure entertainment and went to see an early afternoon showing of "27 Dresses." I chose that movie because, first of all, I knew J wouldn't be upset that he missed it. And because I was in the mood for an easy-to-watch romantic comedy that wouldn't bum me out. I mean, I'm really anxious to see "Atonement," too, but I read that book and know what happens and I don't need that kind of drama that early in the week.

I rarely go to the movies by myself - I've done it maybe twice - but that's not because I don't want to. On the contrary, I think going to the movies by oneself is one of the premier human experiences, and I'm only exaggerating a little bit. First, you get to choose whatever movie you want and no one complains which is nice because - and I'm just saying - had I chosen "27 dresses" when me and a certain other person were going to the movies, my suggestion may have been met with something along the lines of, "Um, seriously? Are you serious?"

You also get to arrive at the movie theater whenever you want and you can get your own bag of popcorn that you don't have to share with anybody, with anybody at all, and then there is perhaps my favorite thing about going to the movies by yourself - no one asks you what you thought of the movie when it's over. I realize this is a completely legitimate question to ask once you've seen a movie with another person, but I've never liked the associated pressure. Maybe I'm just slow when it comes to film watching but it usually takes me that night and well into the next day before I'm prepared to make any intelligent remarks about the movie I just saw. I'm never ready seconds after the credits have rolled. The only time I wanted to talk about a movie right after it ended was when I saw "The Blair Witch Project" in college and we all headed to a bar afterwards to talk about how unbelievably scary it was and to remind ourselves that it totally was not real - it was fiction - while having several calming beers.

Anyway, when I got to the movie theater yesterday afternoon it was like all my favorite going-to-the-movies-alone dreams had come true times ten. The theater was big and clean and nearly empty and everyone working there just seemed really happy that there was anyone going to see a movie that afternoon at all, and therefore were cheerful and full of jokes and really lingered over telling me to "enjoy the movie," like, you know, they very sincerely meant it.

The thing is, it's not that I dislike going to the movies with people, not at all. Especially J who is the perfect movie date. We generally agree on what we want to go see, and we both like to get there in time for the previews because if you don't, it's not really worth it. We like to order popcorn and share a soda and we tend to get sick of the popcorn at about the same time since we plowed through so much of it before the staff even dimmed the lights.

But I've got to say, when I settled down in my seat, which was located in the perfect viewing location, not too close to or far away from the screen, and I looked at the mere three or so other viewers who'd ventured out that afternoon, and I relaxed with my popcorn, ready to like or dislike this movie that no one was going to ask me about when it was over (I liked it a lot), I really did feel that I was doing something special with my day. That seeing this romantic comedy was somehow so superior to sitting at home waiting for a job to come along, and that, surely, I would be rewarded somehow for my mildly adventurous nature. That if the employers should come calling, they'd be directed to my voicemail and they'd realize that I do have important things to do with my time and that maybe, just maybe, I'd get back to them when I had a free moment.