In the past couple of days I've seen some terrible things happen that make me really wonder about the human race—if we deserve to live.I've seen an insurance man and a married woman scam an entire family—murdering her husband—out of a $5 million life insurance plan. I've seen rednecks who live for hunting while drunk, beat and rape their wives and then torch the local battered women's shelter and try to kill the administrator. I've seen meteors nearly destroy a small Colorado town, a cholera epidemic threaten the entire country and a huge hole in the ozone render L.A. to nothing more than a giant microwave oven, killing birds, whales, and beer-saturated college students...
Yes, I've been down in the back with condition which I hope is nearing its end. During this time I've been able to do little more than swallow down Tylenol 3 and watch telly. And I confess. I've gotten hooked on the lineup of pre-Halloween disaster/murder movies on LMN (Lifetime Movie Network).
Why do they call these "movies for women"? I understand the hate-your-ex-husband stories, but global catastrophies? Must be because it's women solving the problems. I'm not complaining because I think it's important to see women as solvers of major life-threatening issues, but really, much of the acting is poor and most of the screenplays are really badly written.
What are Lifetime movies anyway? Are they meant for the Big Screen but don't quite measure up, or are they simply what they are: made-for-TV movies written with Lifetime in mind? If the latter is the case, maybe I should look into writing a couple myself. There's obviously a set formula, not at all dissimilar to that of dime store novels.
Or maybe it's just the Tylenol 3 that makes them bearable to watch.
