I feel somewhat embarrassed to admit this – given I’m a TV critic – but I’ve never before actually watched a full episode of DH, but I did last night, and it’s just got itself a new fan.
I don’t know quite why it’s never appealed that much to me; or perhaps I do…
Maybe it’s because I thought it was yet another show that was just full of pretty people living exemplary suburban housewife lives, and it would make me feel guilty for being less than perfect. Far less than perfect.
However, had I given it a chance before last night, I’d have discovered that the vein of humour runs deep and freely, and it positively haemorrhages wit.
Felicity Huffman as Lynette – who is pregnant with twins, just when she thought her days of child rearing were over – was especially and incredibly funny. There was a scene in last night’s episode in which Lynette was at an obstetrician’s appointment, and in the waiting room were a gushing, cutesy couple who were about to have their first child…
Some of the barbs of parental insight that Lynette hurled at the unsuspecting first-time mother had me actually crying they were so funny.
I didn’t find anything else quite as funny as that scene, with the possible exception of Bree picking out new sheets and soft furnishings for the motel room where she may or may not embark upon an affair.
But what I did find was that meeting the characters for the first time made me want to know more about them, and joy of joys, I can finally have an answer when my family ask me what I want for my birthday; Desperate Housewives boxsets please…
And if there’s any consolation to me in having missed all the previous series it’s that I won’t have to endure the agony of the cliffhangers at the end of every season – until the end of this one of course – because I’ll be able to find out what happens right away instead of waiting for a year.
So although I now feel rather daft for having never taken the time to watch it before, I’m just glad that there’s a new kid on my comedy-drama block.