I’m starting to miss Gilmore Girls.
It’s been a month since I finished the seventh season of that charming show, which included all sorts of heart-pounding events that gave us clues to Rory’s (and everyone’s) life after college graduation. I’ve been savouring the show episode by episode since September, laughing frequently and welling up at the more tender moments. And the complete set is now on my Amazon wish list – though I know I’ll never spend the money to buy it for myself. (Maybe I’ll buy the seasons one at a time.)
I was a late convert, a skeptic. Several of my girlfriends used to get together to watch new episodes on Tuesday nights, and I only went once and didn’t enjoy it much. I didn’t know the characters, or their stories, and I didn’t much care. I didn’t like the idea of hanging out just to watch a TV show together. And I thought the Gilmores were impossibly, unrealistically witty, and they talked too fast.
Well. I stand by those two assertions – no mere mortal is that witty all the time, and they do talk incredibly fast – all the characters, not just Rory and Lorelai. But now those things are endearing instead of irritating, and Stars Hollow is one of my favourite fictional places to visit.
Why do I love it so much? There are numerous reasons, not all of which I can quite explain. For one, I so enjoyed watching the relationship between Rory and Lorelai unfold, deepen and change. Rory is much more like me – bookish, serious and quietly ambitious – and she’s my age – but by the end of the show I identified much more with Lorelai. She’s so much more honest and raw with her emotions, and she’s hilarious, and I wanted so badly for her to settle down with Luke for good, and also to make her peace with both her parents and her past.
I adored the small-town charm of Stars Hollow, and the zany, colorful cast of supporting characters. Miss Patty and Babette, with their inappropriate jokes and loud voices, made me laugh; Lane was a fantastic best friend and her relationship with her mom was an intriguing counterpoint to Rory’s relationship with Lorelai. I hated Michel and Paris at first but eventually grew to love them, and I adored Sookie from the start. I loved Gypsy and Andrew and Jackson and Kirk and the other, smaller characters; Taylor irritated me, but he was part of the fabric of Stars Hollow. And, of course, I adore Luke Danes. Behind that solid, gruff exterior is a great sense of humor and such a steadfast heart. He was always perfect for Lorelai, even when he was “just” her coffee man.
Richard and Emily Gilmore, Rory’s grandparents and Lorelai’s parents, also surprised me. There are few TV shows that feature such complex and interesting older characters. My mouth dropped open in shock at so many things Emily said, but after a while I began to understand and even sympathize with her, sometimes. I saw echoes of my relationship with my parents in the connections between all three generations of Gilmores: the misunderstandings, the laughter, the fights and the making up. And the love.
I loved the way Gilmore provided a fresh take on so many issues that, seemingly, have been done to death. Teenage romance, jealousy and friendship; academic competition; parenting and being parented; even, at times, drinking and sex and open rebellion. (Jess Mariano, anyone?) There are more, but this isn’t really an issues-driven show. It’s a character-driven show, and the main reason I love it is because its two main characters are my friends.
I often remarked to Jeremiah this winter that Gilmore felt more like a book to me than a TV show. There were so many words, for one, and for another, the show is all about story. It didn’t need flashy special effects or exotic locations or even earth-shattering events to make it real and funny and completely compelling. It was simply the stories of all these people, intertwined, who care deeply about one another, trying to live in a way that matters and that makes them happy.
Months after first watching some of them, lines and scenes from episodes linger in my head. I half believe that somewhere, Sookie is chopping vegetables in the Dragonfly Inn’s kitchen, and Miss Patty is encouraging her latest class of dancers to “be leaves” or float like butterflies, and Lane is tending to her babies and Luke is pouring Lorelai a bowl-like mug of coffee. I’d love to hop a plane to Hartford and drive to Luke’s from there, and meet Lorelai for breakfast – coffee for her, tea for me, and some of Luke’s famous pancakes.
I’m sad that there isn’t any more Gilmore to watch, in a sense – I’ve watched every episode, and most of the bonus features, too. But I’m glad they live on in my heart and mind, and glad that I can rent the seasons or buy them, and they’ll be there for me to watch again.
I honestly have chills right now. And tears in my eyes.
Thank you for writing this! You get it, I can see. You get this show, and why it’s so dear to Charity and Stephanie and myself. I’m so glad you’re on board.
This is my most very favorite show, and you articulated a lot of the reasons why I love it. Gilmore Girls is such a comfort to me, and I feel like anytime the world gets to be too much, I can easily slip in a disc and visit my friends in Stars Hollow.
Again, thank you. This was beautiful. 🙂
I, too, absolutely adore Gilmore Girls. I own all seven seasons and I catch myself going back to Stars Hallow quite often. I LOVED the Dragonfly Inn; it made me dream of owning my own quaint country getaway. Gilmore Girls is a television treasure! Glad you were converted,
Wow, this is how I felt about a year ago, right after I had finished watching the final episode of the last season. I about cried, and more for the fact it was over, and I wouldn’t be able to go hang out with these friends for awhile….at least, until I miss them too much that I have to pull them out again.
I have to confess, I actually went back and watched all seven seasons again. It is my most treasured show!
I’m so glad there are others who feel the same. Thanks for the entry. Well said.
I TOLD you.
Seriously, KT, would all of us have led you wrong?!
And now, I will leave you with a line that encompasses 2 of our favorite movies…
“Inspector, you people make my ass twitch.”
love you
I love this show so much. I’m trying to find a new show I can get wrapped up in like Gilmore Girls, but nothing is the same.
I was such a skeptic about Gilmore too and then one day I sat down and gave it a chance and now, like you, I sort of miss the characters, like they were friends.
Sookie was the one character I could never get excited about. Too madcap
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Oy, with the poodles already.
I love everything about Gilmore that you do. My daughter and I fancied ourselves our own version of The Gilmore Girls. When her friends came over, we would just do what we do, and they would laugh and say that they see where Kristina gets it from. 😉
And now here she is, about to head off to college. Sigh.