Ah, Deadwood. If you can ignore the cussin’ an all, and Swearengen’s soliliquy-cum-servicin’, it’s a helluva fucking tale of the biggest fucking gold strike in US history. And a big chunk’s fucking true – most all these were real fucking people: George Hearst, Dan Doherty, E.B. Farnum, Sol Star, Charlie Utter, Johnny Burns, Con Stapleton, A.W. Merrick, “Nigger General,” Wild Bill Hickok, Calamity Jane, "Aunt Lou" Marchbanks, Seth and Martha Bullock, Al “Swedgin.”
And it’s the best excuse I’ve ever had for getting a little bit fucked up on a Sunday night, being my main fucking point.
And H-B-fucking-O is canceling it in yet ANOTHER example of that network's terrible case of programmis interruptis.
Don’t tell me that it hurts your sensitive fucking ears. Or that it’s not the real fucking west. If you think the Victorian frontier wasn’t so bad you need to put down your Laura Ingalls and pick up some real fucking history.
What’s left of the best fucking western ever:
Sunday, July 23 – Episode 31: “Unauthorized Cinnamon”
Sunday, July 30 – Episode 32: “Leviathan Smiles”
Sunday, Aug. 6 - Episode 33: "Amateur Night"
Sunday, Aug. 13 - Episode 34: "A Constant Throb"
Sunday, Aug. 20 - Episode 35: "The Cat Bird Seat"
Sunday, Aug. 27 - Episode 36: "Tell Him Something Pretty"
Date unknown, 2007: two, 2-hour specials and it’s curtains.
Or at least that’s the word now. Ain’t been shit for updates on the show’s fate since mid-June. I’m gonna cancel my goddamn HBO ‘cause Big Love is cold horse piss next to Deadwood and we’ll all be pushing up daisies by the time Tony Soprano gets his roaring sweating fat ass whacked.
For more --
Stark Visions of Frontier History from True West Magazine
Deadwood Redux from True West Magazine
Pissed off Deadwood Fan Sites:
And the best of fucking all --
If I'm feeling less than my full fucking self, you can blame the cocksuckers at HBO for recent actions so egregious, they'd give any reasonable man or woman cause to take up arms against them. For those who've been hunkering down in some hidey hole for the past month or so, let me present the most recent fucking developments. It seems that… despite the fact that said show could be currently described as the finest, most notable feather in those big-city HBO cocksuckers' hats, despite the general fucking lack of quality televised entertainments, "Big Love" aside, coming down the pike from HBO since "Six Feet Under" left the air and "The Sopranos" slowed to a crawl, those society people from New York City, who live with their heads up their asses anyway, decided not to renew "Deadwood" for a fourth fucking season. Gratuitous, hurtful, unnecessary! Lamentable, injurious, downright unthinkable! Shame the fuck on you! …
While I'm not normally a partisan in territorial rivalries, I'm no bought-out cocksucker either, one who'll lift her skirt to remain in the good graces of a reckless capitalist as forward-looking as a dog next to a plate of unattended gizzards. Thus I'd be remiss if I didn't strongly encourage the rest of you to cancel HBO as soon as the fine third season of "Deadwood" has concluded, so that those big-city fucks might feel their position weakening.