I've been after my BFF, Matthew, to watch The Shield for months. I love it so much that I want to share it with him. I want to talk to him about it and the way it's written and try to deconstruct it down to the bones, the technique, the raw writing itself. I want to know how these characters are so dispicable and yet loveable. I want to know how to take the chances they did and how to get away with just about everything.
He finally sat down at started season one. And he called me up after a few episodes and said, very gently, "I understand why you like Shane Vendrell so much."
"Because he's got great eyes and a hot ass?" I deflected.
"I wouldn't go that far," Matthew countered. "You are Shane Vendrell. You're Shane and I'm Vic."
I thought about that for a moment, wondering if I should take that as a compliment or an insult. I know what happens to Shane. I know all the awful, unspeakable things he does throughout the course of seven seasons. But before I slammed down the phone, I realized what Matthew was really saying.
My God, I thought. I am Shane Vendrell!