Time Capsule Treasure Hunt

Time Capsule Treasure Hunt

In the summer of 1996, my cousins and I buried a time capsule in my parents’ backyard. My mother is the oldest of seven sisters. Five of those six sisters got pregnant within about a year of each other. I was the only boy in that batch. Due to our close proximity in age—and one of my aunt’s early passing—we spent a lot of time together in the summers. I loved the summer. On the rural dirt roads and sandy private beaches of Colonial Beach, Virginia, for three months every year, I felt less like an only child and more like a sibling. I have brothers, but they were out of the house by the time I was ten. Colonial Beach gave me peers my…

The Comeback Was a Business Model

The podcast host said something about aspect ratios. That’s what got me. Not the feminist reading of Valerie Cherish, not the bit about the laugh track—something about the way the camera in Room and Board, the show-within-the-show, was always slightly wider, flatter, more exposed than the documentary-style footage following Valerie around. Old Hollywood aesthetics on one side of the lens. New Hollywood surveillance on the other. The visual grammar was the argument. I had not thought about The Comeback seriously in twenty years. It aired in 2005. Nine episodes. HBO canceled it. Lisa Kudrow won a SAG Award for it, and still nobody talked about it the way they talked about, say, Arrested Development. Now, watching clips in between podcast timestamps, I kept thinking: this…