i watched four seasons of desperate housewives back to back and i was hooked. then i waited for season 5 to be available to watch (i don't like watching a series in pieces, i prefer watching all of it at one go.)
finally, i had all the episodes with me. i eagerly watched the first episode. it was suddenly unbearable. i was not just bored, i was disgusted. it seemed so stupid, so loose, so forced. the writing was just a poor play on words all the time. the characters were suddenly fake. the sets seemed tacky. the plot was too pat and where it wasn't, i couldn't really care less what the mystery was, where it was heading.
what is this shit, i was asking myself. did they lose it in season 5? no, it was pretty much the same kind of stuff i was hooked to in the previous 4 seasons.
then i realised that while i was waiting for season 5, i had watched six feet under. and the sopranos. a bit of curb your enthusiasm. sarah connor chronicles. tru blood.

i guess this is what happens when you see something far superior to what you thought was good.

i'm on to dexter now. planning band of brothers, in treatment, the wire. and maybe six feet under again.