So, having noted just how awesome Moffat’s writing has been on Doctor Who, I decided to track down Coupling, a program he created about thirty-something relationships.
Now, as well as having Jack Davenport in it (who is awesome, and to my surprise has great comic timing) the thing is bloody funny – really well written.
But beyond that, there are two things that leap out at me about the program.
Firstly: that it’s a fascinating look at relationships between people who don’t communicate properly.
Why get awkward if your new partner finds a porn tape lying around? So what? You have some lesbian porn. It’s not exactly uncommon, given that most men aren’t too easily able to ‘imagine themselves’ in place of Ron Jeremy or the like.
These sorts of things should really be discussed, and quite early. Anyway, this brings me to the second thing about the show. It’s about early 30-somethings in the year 2000 (first season).
Why in fuck did anybody even HAVE porn cassettes as recently as ten years ago? I mean, these days the internet can dish up whatever your fancy is with a quick collection of google phrases. You don’t even need to keep the crap on your computer, much less in some archaic format like that.
I understand that these would be 30-somethings in 2000, meaning they were probably busy clubbing, tripping, getting smashed and picking up while I was busy learning about this new thing called the ‘internet’, but it still seems awfully strange as a concept to me.
Hardcopy porn? Really? How… odd.
Even before the internet, I don’t think I’ve ever owned any.
So the real question is: how long before there’s nobody left alive without a magazine fetish who actually owns hardcopy porn?
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