tell me you love me…or just tell me something.

so i finally got around to watching my first episode of Tell Me You Love Me last night.  it was okay.  i liked it, but i wasn’t blown away – it certainly was no Big Love, but it was also miles better than Entourage, so take that as you will. 

my biggest problem with Tell Me was not *gasp* the sex or *double gasp* the male nudity, but the therapy sessions. 

last year at this time I doubt this would have occured to me, but having been in couples therapy this past year, i have a better perspective on it.  it’s not that the counseling sessions seemed fake necessarily, it’s just that Tell Me has made me understand that i don’t (and likely never will) have the kind of money these “people” have, because couples counseling is extremely expensive.  so if you’re going to go in there and lie…then you’re basically flushing lots and lots of money down the drain.  i was an open book in couples counseling…how else was i going to justify $600/month that i don’t have?  and that’s a reduced rate!

very frustrating to watch.

that said, i’ve got the rest of the episodes tivo’d and i’ll be giving it a shot. there were some things i really liked and that were worth coming back for.  one thing i’m ashamed to admit i don’t want to come back for?  the old people sex.  i know i know, i’m a horrible person, but that was just really difficult to watch.  i applaud the creators/writers/directors for trying to tell the story of couples at all different places in their lives, and i don’t necessarily want it to stop as i think it’s the right thing to do, just know that i will be fast forwarding through all those scenes.

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these two people (foreground) didn’t say one true thing in their whole therapy session…which is like tearing up $200 and sprinkling it on your breakfast cereal and eating every last bitter bite.