What actually happened is that I managed thirty films over the first three months (impressive) and then my interest waned (not surprising) and I watched about ten in the rest of the year. It was just much easier to soak up Mark Kermode's reviews and then pretend I had watched the films. Less time consuming. More conducive to sleep.
And now we are here, that time again. January. A chance for me to predict how much of a failure I will be in the upcoming year. So I'm not setting my sights high this year. I've taken my resolution from my 2010 activities. I made my way through all four seasons of Felicity (how I had never seen this is beyond me). 2009 saw me watching (well, re-watching, I had seen all the episodes when they aired) all fifteen - yes, fifteen - seasons of ER AND watching and loving (obviously) all of The Wire. If I can do that, I can do this.
So this year I endeavour to watch The West Wing. I have this:
bought for the bargain price of some pounds so there is no going back. I have tried to watch it before but I've always been distracted by shiny things. I hope to finish it as soon as possible so that I can look back and heartily mock my doubt.
Yeah.
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