The Wonderful Maladys
If anyone ever asks me my favorite book of all time, I've got no easy answer. I've loved so many, in every conceivable genre, it's impossible to choose. But if the question is about my favorite TV show? It's a snap. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Hands down. I loved the writing, the casting, the acting, the setting, the twists and turns, and the way it ended. Every season has its own appeal, something about it that makes me happy to watch the entire series from start to finish. Which I've done. Multiple times.
The various Buffy actors have gone on to do some interesting things, from starring in new shows to bit parts in big movies and bigger parts in indie films. But the one puzzler for me was always Sarah Michelle Gellar. She was the constant on Buffy, the one who brought everything together and carried the show on her tiny shoulders. I loved Willow and the gang, and God knows I'll never get over my obsession with Spike, but really, it was all about Buffy. From the pilot to the finale, we watched her grow and mature and get better and better and better. When the show ended, I was sure she was the one who would make the jump to the big time. But apart from those awful Scooby Doo movies and a couple of horror flicks, her career seemed to stall. It made me sad. I don't even know if she's blonde anymore!
And then I heard about The Wonderful Maladys. SMG is back, boys and girls! Or she will be if HBO picks up the series about three siblings who lost their parents at a young age. I don't know much more about it other than that the pilot was shot in Manhattan and the other actors attached to the project are excellent, among them Nate Corddry, who won and then broke and then healed my heart in the single season of Studio 60. And the director is Alan Taylor, who's directed episodes of Mad Men, Sex & the City, Deadwood, and The Sopranos. Quite the resume.
So I live in hope that we might see Sarah Michelle lighting up the small screen once again. Fingers crossed that the show is as good as it sounds!
