We love you, Lucy

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And so we come to the last of our television reviews. It’s been fun — exceedingly difficult and migraine–inducing, but still quite enjoyable.

Whilst battering my post-comp brain for ideas on what I could possibly write about for this column, I thought about everything that has ever been on TV, will ever be on TV (as I’m clearly clairvoyant) and what is on TV now.

Should I bash reality shows?

Should I sing the praises of a dearly departed?

Should I blast into little tiny pieces a show currently on air?

Oh, possibility. How beautifully you dangle before me.

And then I thought…why don’t I do all of these things at once?

Therefore, I am going to review a show that has very much to do with reality, was canceled, had flaws, and is still on air.

However shall I manage this epic feat?

I am going to review “I Love Lucy.”

Is anyone unaware of the pop culture phenomenon that is Lucille Ball’s 50–year–old comedy?

Long after the demise of its stars, “I Love Lucy” is as marketable today as yesterday.

Lucy is immortalized on DVD covers, greeting cards, address books, stationary, shirts, sweatshirts, socks and clocks.

“I Love Lucy” was a show about the adventures of housewife Lucy Ricardo (Lucille Ball), her singer husband Ricky (Desi Arnaz) and her neighbors and landlords, Ethel (Vivian Vance) and Fred Mertz (William Frawley).

Lucy Ricardo, loveable and madcap, was hardly your average housewife. She made staying at home to dust and bake look fun.

Though, admittedly, we rarely saw her dust, and her baking often seemed disastrous.

Why do we still love Lucy, even after all of these years?

Probably because she is infinitely ingenious, rarely at a loss, clever and self–possessed and horribly flawed.

She never meets a situation she cannot complicate in the most humorous of ways, and Lucille Ball’s impeccable comic timing is a thing to be envied.

The show was certainly not perfect-it displayed a number of stereotypes, was certainly not known for an ethnically diverse cast and while Lucy and Ricky had a fairly equal marriage, the norms of 1950s America were often reinforced with gusto.

However, it must be said that “I Love Lucy” is one of the greatest pieces of television of all time.

Its humor is genuine and rarely surpassed.

Good writing, good acting, good directing, good times.

And lucky for us, the gods of the DVDs have seen fit to bestow upon us the glory of all six seasons.

All hail Lucy, comedy queen.