Today, Austin Eavesdropper had a revelation.
"This city desperately needs a venue in which to screen Gossip Girl."
Actually, AE had this revelation several months ago, while counting down the days last summer until she could relish in Chuck Bass and his glorious plaid sweater vests. AE even took the time to call Alamo Drafthouse and "report" a widespread "rumor" about the SEASON PREMIERE of Gossip Girl being screened at Drafthouse. (If wink wink could be imparted over the telephone that is definitely the tone AE was going for). Sadly, conspiratorial machinations were well and truly lost on poor Drafthouse phone answerer employee, leaving him with only one response: "Gossip Girl....is that, like, a show? Are you talking about Mad Men? Because we are screening Mad Men."
No, I am not talking about Man Men. I am talking about the CW here.
This is vintage Chuck, which you see above. These days Chuck Bass is far too busy and important to be slouching around in a cardigan, looking like a common Brooklynite. Rather, this season's Chuck Bass is always dashing about, cooking up his next speakeasy scheme and playing Model Boyfriend to fellow power monger, Blair Waldorf. See how his suspenders virtually SNAP with sass and professionalism.
Also notice how his suspenders match his socks.
Anyway Austinites, where can one (publicly) get a Gossip Girl fix? Here are a few ideas AE had:
1. Alamo Drafthouse (in case he Google Alerts himself am going to include Drafthouse owner's Tim League's name in this post. Tim League Tim League Tim League.)
2. Rain. Because while Rain currently screens UT games, surely there is a faction of the clientele that would enjoy Gossip Girl.
3. Anthropologie. Realize this is not classic television-or-film-watching venue per se, but Anthropologie did screen a documentary recently about a man who goes shopping, which is precisely the kind of subject matter that Blair, Serena, and Little J would heartily approve of.
Increasingly AE cannot watch Gossip Girl in her own home anymore, because A) she gets made fun of relentlessly, and B) whole house turns into jeering chorus of Chuck Bass impersonations the moment he graces the screen with his purple ascots. This troubles her.
Monday, November 2, 2009