Early morning, Fam…
So, last year, Joey and I checked out the new series Glow (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) on Netflix. I remember seeing the real deal back in the day, so I decided, what the hell. This telling of the federation was a dramedy, telling how a bunch nobody, failures in whatever they thought they wanted to do with their lives, answered a casting call for an all-women’s wrestling show by chain smoking, coke snorting Z-lister director, Sam Sylvia (Marc Maron). The first season dealt with the ladies getting over egos and person demons while learning how to wrestle and take bumps.
Now, I don’t know how much was and is factual or fluff…*cough, cough* creative license, but I do know the moves and lingo are legit. I also pulled vintage pic and videos to see how closely the crew got the looks of the characters, which was pretty damn good. Fast forward to last night. We started watching the second season, finishing it tonight.
Again, not knowing how much’s factual, I do know wrestling’s cutthroat while being one of the most team required forms of entertainment, so nobody gets killed, according to my boy, Scott, who knows everything there is to know about the biz. The girls learn the hard way from having to compete with each other for popularity to having to prove their worth against their male counterparts to getting harassed to secure a timeslot that people’ll actual watch instead of being relegated to late night TV, which’s when I saw it back in the day.
Of course, liking watching wrestling back in the day, we chose sides and characters we rooted for or wanted karma to hand them their ass, we got so invested. Yeah, there was a lot of cheese, but we ate it up. On the same note, there was a lot of heart too, which helped that investment.
Then, there was the last episode, which ran like a series finale instead of a season finale. I guess we’ll see.
Ultimately, Glow is about goals and the teamwork it sometimes takes to make said goals a reality.
As I’m writing this, we’re watching Tau, so I’ll have something to say about the social commentary of it.
Night, Guys, and be good to each other.