It’s one of our High Holy Days here at Chez Blake-Williams… you guessed it, the Day We Get the Early DVDs for the Upcoming Season of Downton Abbey!!!
Yes, through the miracle of mail-forwarding services, a region-free Blu-Ray player and a motivated viewing audience, this is the third year I’ve been able to get the English (and slightly longer) version of the show that you won’t see in America until next year.
This combines a bunch of my favorite things in the world:
• beating the system
• British television
• period dramas
• paying writers and actors for their work by not downloading
• making a certain little girl wild with excitement:
Does that make us fey liberals? Does that make me a latté-sipping Masterpiece Theater queen? FINE! I don’t care! I’m married, and no longer have to kowtow to your expectations, Dating America!
You know what? I would have done this even BEFORE I got married. I can promise you a very shitty dub of our favorite English soap opera on a VHS tape would have made it to the Pink House, where Jay, Scotty, Grant, Tom Holden, Linden, Jiffer, Zia, Chip and I would have watched the fuck out of it.
As it is, Lucy and I can barely contain our excitement, but Tessa is making us wait for next week, when a quorum of like-minded twee bon vivants will descend on the farmhouse in upstate NY for Thanksgiving. We will make tea, we will make scones, and we will fry fish and wrap it in copies of the Evening Standard.
And we will find out, O! Can Mister Crawley and Lady Mary find love against all odds?!? What of long-suffering Bates’ conviction – will he ever drop his Edwardian honor and do right by Anna? OH, I can’t BEAR IT!!!